Emily Dickinson's Correspondences
Correspondence with Susan Dickinson

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"Arcturus" is his other name -
I'd rather call him "Star."
It's very mean of Science
To go and interfere!

I slew a worm the other day -
A "Savan" passing by 
Murmured "Resurgam" - "Centipede"!
"Oh Lord - how frail are we"!
I pull a flower from the woods -
A monster with a glass
Computes the stamens in a breath -
And has her in a "class"!
Whereas I took the Butterfly
Aforetime in my hat -
He sits erect in "Cabinets" -
The Clover bells forgot.
What once was "Heaven"
Is "Zenith" now -
Where I proposed to go
When Time's brief masquerade was done
Is mapped and charted too.
What if the poles sh'd frisk about
And stand upon their heads!
I hope I'm ready for "the worst" -    
Whatever prank betides!
Perhaps the "Kingdom of Heaven's" changed -
I hope the "Children" there
Wont be "new fashioned" when I come -
And laugh at me - and stare -

I hope the Father in the skies
Will lift his little girl -
Old fashioned - naughty - everything -
Over the stile of "Pearl".

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