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A review by jayshay
Dickinson: Poems by Emily Dickinson
4.0
Short. Sharp. Jagged Poems. Some halt on a knife's edge. Some bits found lodging on this go round.
"...this smart Misery"
"You left me Boundaries of Pain."
"...Who of Little Love - know how to starve."
"Parting is all we know of heaven / And all we need of hell."
"...this smart Misery"
"You left me Boundaries of Pain."
"...Who of Little Love - know how to starve."
"Parting is all we know of heaven / And all we need of hell."