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The name-of it-is 'Autumn'-
The hue-of it-is Blood-
An Artery-upon the Hill-
A Vein-along the Road-
Great Globules-in the Alleys-
And Oh, the Shower of Stain-
When Winds-upset the Basin-
And spill the Scarlet Rain-
It sprinkles Bonnets-far below-
It gathers ruddy Pools-
Then-eddies like a Rose-away-
Upon Vermilion Wheels-
The Name-of It-is 'autumn'
Emily Dickinson
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Poem topics: autumn, away, rain, rose, great, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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