The red leaves take the green leaves’ place, and the landscape yields. We go to sleep with the peach in our hands and wake with the stone, but the stone is the pledge of summers to come.
~Emily Dickinson (from a letter to the Rev. J. L. Jenkins and Mrs Jenkins, 187–)
Oh yes, so it is... I was only reading Emily's poems the other day - I have this beautiful edition, bought with xmas pennies :) http://www.foliosociety.com/book/EMI/emily-dickinson-selected-poems
ReplyDeleteWow, that looks like a beautiful edition. My book of her poems is just a paperback, filled with my copious notes in tiny handwriting.
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