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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 6, Poema 25
XXV.
THE
MUSHROOM.
The
mushroom
is
like
magic,
It
is
not
here
at
night;
In
the
morning
it
is
there,
Sitting
on
the
ground.
It
looks
like
it
stays,
But
it
goes
away
fast.
It
is
quicker
than
a
snake,
And
faster
than
a
weed.
It
is
like
a
trick,
It
appears
and
goes.
It
is
like
a
bubble,
Here
and
then
gone.
I
think
the
grass
likes
it,
When
it
comes
and
goes.
It
is
a
secret
plant,
In
the
careful
summer.
If
nature
has
a
sad
face,
Or
a
son
it
does
not
like,
If
nature
has
a
bad
one,
That
mushroom,
—
it
is
him.
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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo — A1 Inglés | Cuentana
Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo — A1 Inglés | Cuentana