Emily Dickinson Poem

A wild Blue sky abreast of Winds

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A wild Blue sky abreast of Winds
That threatened it – did run
And crouched behind his Yellow Door
Was the defiant sun –
Some conflict with those upper friends
So genial in the main
That we deplore peculiarly
Their arrogant Campaign –

A Wind that rose
A train went through a burial gate

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