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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 7, Poema 37
XXXVII.
A
THUNDER-STORM.
The
wind
began
to
shake
the
grass
With
threatening
tunes
and
low,
—
He
threw
a
threat
at
the
earth,
A
threat
at
the
sky.
The
leaves
unhooked
themselves
from
trees
And
started
all
around;
The
dust
scooped
itself
like
hands
And
threw
away
the
road.
The
wagons
quickened
on
the
streets,
The
thunder
moved
slowly;
The
lightning
showed
a
yellow
beak,
And
then
a
livid
claw.
The
birds
locked
their
nests,
The
cattle
ran
to
barns;
A
giant
drop
of
rain
fell,
And
then,
as
if
the
hands
That
held
the
dams
had
let
go,
The
waters
wrecked
the
sky,
But
missed
my
father's
house,
Just
marking
a
tree.
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