Sunday

Thirst Quenching




A Route of Evanescence 
 With a revolving Wheel 
– A Resonance of Emerald 
– A Rush of Cochineal – 
 And every Blossom on the Bush 
 Adjusts its tumbled Head 
– The mail from Tunis, probably,
 An easy Morning’s Ride  
 - Emily Dickinson

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