I say to you, sweet lass, away
Now leave my home, this silken web.
Go play among the blossomed fields,
the fleeting clouds, the river's edge.
Engage the creatures of your kind
so tangled in their shouts and tears.
Then fall, and yearn what cannot be
and leave the sunset, dear,
to me.
Prompt: "Bring me the sunset in a cup"
Emily Dickinson
Jumpstart 3/17/07
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Whoa. This is beautiful. It scales too. The more I read it, the longer it sits with me, the better it gets. Thanks Dixie!
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