Death & Dying
Midsummer was it when they died,
From Further Poems of Emily Dickinson (1929)
Death & Dying
Midsummer was it when they died,
A full and perfect time;
The summer closed upon itself
In consummated bloom.
The corn her furthest kernel filled
Before the coming flail,
When these leaned into perfectness
Through haze of burial.
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Dickinson, Emily. “Midsummer was it when they died.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/dickinson/544/.
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Dickinson, Emily. “Midsummer was it when they died.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/dickinson/544/.
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