I can wade Grief --Whole Pools of it --I'm used to that --But the least push of Joy. Breaks up my feet --And I tip -- drunken --Let no Pebble -- smile --'Twas the New Liquor --That was all!
Emily DickinsonAbout author
- Author's profession: Poet
- Nationality: american
- Born: December 10, 1830
- Died: May 15, 1886
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