poem of the day .

poem of the day .
A long, long sleep, a famous sleep
That makes no show for dawn
By strech of limb or stir of lid, --
An independent one.

Was ever idleness like this?
Within a hut of stone
To bask the centuries away
Nor once look up for noon?
Emily Dickinson
دیدگاه ها (۲)

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poem of the day .also so long AH! dear one, we were young ...

May 16, 2021

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