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Claire's Poetry Corner

Updated: Nov 21, 2020

A Bird, came down the walk - (359) Emily Dickinson A Bird, came down the Walk -  He did not know I saw - He bit an Angle Worm in halves And ate the fellow, raw,  And then, he drank a Dew From a convenient Grass - And then hopped sidewise to the Wall To let a Beetle pass - He glanced with rapid eyes, That hurried all abroad - They looked like frightened Beads, I thought, He stirred his Velvet Head. -  Like one in danger, Cautious, I offered him a Crumb, And he unrolled his feathers,  And rowed him softer Home - Than Oars divide the Ocean, Too silver for a seam, Or Butterflies, off Banks of Noon, Leap, plashless as they swim. 

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