Emily Dickinson - Essential Oils—are wrung
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2014-11-07
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Essential Oils—are wrung—
The Attar from the Rose
Be not expressed by Suns—alone—
It is the gift of Screws—
The General Rose—decay—
But this—in Lady's Drawer
Make Summer—When the Lady lie
In Ceaseless Rosemary—
Emily Dickinson
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/essential-oils-are-wrung/
Essential Oils—are wrung—
The Attar from the Rose
Be not expressed by Suns—alone—
It is the gift of Screws—
The General Rose—decay—
But this—in Lady's Drawer
Make Summer—When the Lady lie
In Ceaseless Rosemary—
Emily Dickinson
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/essential-oils-are-wrung/
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