Mourning
(for Emily Dickinson)
by Susan Tepper
If you listen closely
you can
come to believe
the hissing radiator
is wind outside the windows
the eyes to a world she
decided to let go—
It was long before your time
A war carried out
in bloody meadows and
the fields of her country
which is your country—
Then when all became clear
she clothed herself in white.
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"when all became clear"
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