poems sent from dickinson to higginson

Summer laid her simple Hat
On it's boundless Shelf -
Unobserved - a Ribin slipt,
Snatch it for yourself.

Summer laid her supple Glove
In it's sylvan Drawer -
Wheresoe'er, or was she -
The demand of Awe?

thomas johnson's note on poem 1363 | index to dickinson poems sent to higginson

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