
I reckon—when I count it all Emily Dickinson
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I reckon—when I count it all
First—Poets—Then the Sun
Then Summer—Then the Heaven of God
And then—the List is done
But, looking back—the First so seems
To Comprehend the Whole
The Others look a needless Show
So I write—Poets—All
Their Summer—lasts a Solid Year
They can afford a Sun
The East—would deem extravagant
And if the Further Heaven
Be Beautiful as they prepare
For Those who worship Them
It is too difficult a Grace
To justify the Dream
I reckon—when I count it all
First—Poets—Then the Sun
Then Summer—Then the Heaven of God
And then—the List is done
But, looking back—the First so seems
To Comprehend the Whole
The Others look a needless Show
So I write—Poets—All
Their Summer—lasts a Solid Year
They can afford a Sun
The East—would deem extravagant
And if the Further Heaven
Be Beautiful as they prepare
For Those who worship Them
It is too difficult a Grace
To justify the Dream
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