Revolution is the Pod
Systems rattle from
When the Winds of Will are stirred
Excellent is Bloom
But except its Russet Base
Every Summer be
The Entomber of itself,
So of Liberty -
Left inactive on the Stalk
All its Purple fled
Revolution shakes it for
Test if it be dead.
More verses by Emily Dickinson
- Growth of Man - like Growth of Nature
- The reticent volcano keeps
- The inundation of the Spring
- The Mushroom is the Elf of Plants
- Whole Gulfs - of Red, and Fleets