"We used to think...when I was an unsifted girl...that words were weak and cheap. Now I don't know of anything so mighty." -Emily Dickinson
Monday, April 29, 2019
"An Adieu"
29 April 2019: This poem, courtesy of the Poem-a-Day email, sat in my inbox for a few day (as they sometimes do) but seems to fit what I'm feeling today.
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