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Poemas de Emily Dickinson, Tres Series, Completo
Colección 7, Poema 42
XLII.
PROBLEMS.
Bring
me
the
sunset
in
a
cup,
Reckon
the
morning's
flagons
up,
And
say
how
many
dew;
Tell
me
how
far
the
morning
leaps,
Tell
me
what
time
the
weaver
sleeps
Who
spun
the
breadths
of
blue!
Write
me
how
many
notes
there
be
In
the
new
robin's
ecstasy
Among
astonished
boughs;
How
many
trips
the
tortoise
makes,
How
many
cups
the
bee
partakes,
—
The
debauchee
of
dews!
Also,
who
laid
the
rainbow's
piers,
Also,
who
leads
the
docile
spheres
By
withes
of
supple
blue?
Whose
fingers
string
the
stalactite,
Who
counts
the
wampum
of
the
night,
To
see
that
none
is
due?
Who
built
this
little
Alban
house
And
shut
the
windows
down
so
close
My
spirit
cannot
see?
Who
'll
let
me
out
some
gala
day,
With
implements
to
fly
away,
Passing
pomposity?
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