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The Lightning Is A Yellow Fork

Emily Dickinson

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The Lightning is a yellow Fork
From Tables in the sky
By inadvertent fingers dropt
The awful Cutlery

Of mansions never quite disclosed
And never quite concealed
The Apparatus of the Dark
To ignorance revealed.

(C) Emily Dickinson
01/01/2000


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