Author Archives: journey2being
- Emily Dickinson – WHERE ships of purple gently toss
- Emily Dickinson – LIKE mighty footlights burned the red
- Emily Dickinson – SHE sweeps with many-colored brooms
- Emily Dickinson – BRING me the sunset in a cup
- Emily Dickinson – SOUTH winds jostle them
- Emily Dickinson – THE wind begun to rock the grass
- Emily Dickinson – FREQUENTLY the woods are pink
- Emily Dickinson – THE rat is the concisest tenant
- Emily Dickinson – IT sounded as if the streets were running
- Emily Dickinson – HOW happy is the little stone