In honor of one of my favorite poets: Emily Dickinson.
Here is me reciting one of her poems:
All the letters I can write:
All the letters I can write
Are not fair as this —
Syllables of Velvet —
Sentences of Plush,
Depths of Ruby, undrained,
Hid, Lip, for Thee —
Play it were a Humming Bird —
And just sipped — me —
Please enjoy, my friends.
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