Poetry in a pinch
Emily Dickinson – There is another sky
There is another sky,
Ever serene and fair,
And there is another sunshine, Though it be darkness there;
Never mind faded forests, Austin, Never mind silent fields –
Here is a little forest,
Whose leaf is ever green;
Here is a brighter garden,
Where not a frost has been;
In its unfading flowers I hear the bright bee hum
Prithee, my brother, Into my garden come
September 15th, 2010 at 9:51 am
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September 15th, 2010 at 11:17 am
Whoops, that was posed to be Emily Dickinson! And she most certainly does not!
September 15th, 2010 at 11:36 am
Does a Dawn Summers’ comment mean that you were not arrested for livetweeting your traffic stop after all?
September 15th, 2010 at 1:51 pm
Indeed. I remain at large.
September 15th, 2010 at 2:58 pm
I’m pretty sure no one ever came into Emily Dickinson’s garden.
September 15th, 2010 at 3:01 pm
Jamie’s gross.
September 15th, 2010 at 5:05 pm
Good to hear you’re not in jail, but somehow I imagined a road trip by Dawn Summers would involve more semi-live blogging and tweeting.