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We miss Her, not because We see-
The Absence of an Eye-
Except its Mind accompany
Abridge Society
As slightly as the Routes of Stars-
Ourselves-asleep below-
We know that their superior Eyes
Include Us-as they go-
(Emily Dickinson)
More Poetry from Emily Dickinson:
- Awake ye muses nine, sing me a strain divine (Emily Dickinson Poems)
- Sic transit gloria mundi (Emily Dickinson Poems)
- I cannot live with You (Emily Dickinson Poems)
- The Wind begun to knead the Grass (Emily Dickinson Poems)
- One Year ago-jots what? (Emily Dickinson Poems)
- Your Riches - taugh (Emily Dickinson Poems)