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Poem Number 23332
A crosstime collaboration between Emily Dickinson and Myself
As if some little Arctic flower,
Upon the polar hem,
Went wandering down the latitudes,
Until it puzzled came
To continents of summer,
To firmaments of sun,
To strange bright crowds of flowers,
And birds of foreign tounge!
I say if this little flower
To Eden wandered in-
Where early spring flowers
relate root, petal and stem;
Arctic leaves spread and sap, inflames;
to poison bugs and worms,
to block the sun and smother trees
to spread fire up its vines,
'till a deathly sword of flame arises,
to warn the beasts, here things are wild!
The first half is Emily's if it's not obvious. The second half I wrote because her last line originally was, "Why nothing, only your inference therefrom." So, that's what I used for permission, for this collaboration. Otherwise I think this violates most of the rules of thumb for borrowing lines from others. I hope you like it. ~John E. Cook
This is not about Sarah Palin.
Turning it all to an orchard will destroy an entire ecosystem.
Orchards can serve a purpose, but don't arise or survive on their own.
One way or another the wilds will remain.
I'VE never been overly fond of E.D.... that feeling remains unchanged
Good to see a tlanet at work. I cant match that.
Sudons great to me BWTHDIK
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