Fascicle Three, Sheet 1e 31 Sunday Jul 2022 Posted by victoriaperpetua in Emily Dickinson, Photography, Poetry ≈ Leave a comment TagsEmily Dickinson, photography, Poetry My friend must be a Bird– Because it flies! Mortal my friend must be– Because it dies! Barbs has it, like a Bee! Ah, curious friend! Thou puzzlest me! ~~Emily Dickinson, c. spring 1859 Share this:TwitterEmailFacebookTumblrPinterestPrintLike this:Like Loading...
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