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    B. Penn

    39: She will stir her pinions



    It did not surprise me – 
    So I said – or thought – 
    She will stir her pinions 
    And the nest forgot, 

    Traverse broader forest – 
    Build in gayer boughs, 
    Breathe in Ear more modern 
    God's old fashioned vows – 

    This was but a Birdling – 
    What and if it be 
    One within my bosom 
    Had departed me? 

    This was but a story – 
    What and if indeed 
    There were just such coffin 
    In the heart instead?

    c. 1858                                                    1945

    by Emily Dickinson
    from The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson edited by Thomas H. Johnson