Nature
It is dead. Find it—
From Further Poems of Emily Dickinson (1929)
Nature
It is dead. Find it—
Out of sound, out of sight.
"Happy?" Which is wiser,
Sun or the wind?
"Conscious?" Won't you ask that
Of the low ground?
"Homesick?" Many met it—
Even through them, this
Cannot testify—
Themselves dumb.
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MLA
Dickinson, Emily. “It is dead. Find it—.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/dickinson/531/.
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Dickinson, Emily. “It is dead. Find it—.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/dickinson/531/.
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