Nature
South winds jostle them
Nature
South winds jostle them,
Bumblebees come,
Hover, hesitate,
Drink, and are gone.
Butterflies pause
On their passage Cashmere;
I, softly plucking,
Present them here!
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MLA
Dickinson, Emily. “South winds jostle them.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/dickinson/225/.
Chicago
Dickinson, Emily. “South winds jostle them.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/dickinson/225/.
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