"Have you got a brook in your little heart"
by Emily Dickinson
Have you got a brook in your little heart,
Where bashful flowers blow,
And blushing birds go down to drink,
And shadows tremble so?
And nobody knows, so still it flows,
That any brook is there;
And yet your little draught of life
Is daily drunken there.
Then look out for the little brook in March,
When the rivers overflow,
And the snows come hurrying from the hills,
And the bridges often go.
And later, in August it may be,
When the meadows parching lie,
Beware, lest this little brook of life
Some burning noon go dry!
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Emily Dickinson, from The Collected Poems of Emily Dickinson
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When I look around me and find myself alone, I sigh for you again; little sigh, and vain sigh, which will not bring you home.
Emily Dickinson.
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🖤 The Wind is Visiting 🪶
This will be devastating. 🖤🩶🤍 I can already tell this music video will be a wonderful welcome to the tortured poets department.
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Emily Dickinson, from a letter to Mary Bowles
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Emily Dickinson in a letter to Elizabeth Holland wr. c. 20 January 1856
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Emily Dickinson, from Poem #1320 ("Dear March--Come in--"), The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson [ID'd]
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Emily Dickinson, from a letter featured in The Selected Letters of Emily Dickinson
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Emily Dickinson, “Ghosts.”
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dear march—come in— by Emily Dickinson
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Emily Dickinson, from The Collected Poems of Emily Dickinson
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Emily Dickinson, from a letter to Abiah Root (May 1848)
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