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South Winds Jostle Them

Emily Dickinson

86

South Winds jostle them-
Bumblebees come-
Hover-hesitate-
Drink, and are gone-

Butterflies pause
On their passage Cashmere-
I-softly plucking,
Present them here!

(C) Emily Dickinson
01/01/2000


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