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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 7, Poema 36
XXXVI.
Frequently
the
woods
are
pink,
Frequently
are
brown;
Frequently
the
hills
undress
Behind
my
native
town.
Often
a
head
is
crested
I
was
accustomed
to
see,
And
as
often
a
gap
Where
it
used
to
be.
And
the
earth,
they
tell
me,
On
its
axis
turned,—
A
wondrous
rotation
By
merely
twelve
performed!
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