poems sent from dickinson to bowles

I've nothing else - to bring, You know -
So I keep bringing These -
Just as the Night keeps fetching Stars
To our familiar eyes -

Maybe, we should'nt mind them -
Unless they did'nt come -
Then - maybe, it would puzzle us
To find our way Home -

thomas johnson's note on poem 224 | index to dickinson poems sent to bowles

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