Poems by Emily Dickinson: XL ("She sweeps")

Updated May 6, 2020 | Infoplease Staff
by EmilyDickinson
Sunset
XLI

XL

She sweeps with many-colored brooms,
And leaves the shreds behind;
Oh, housewife in the evening west,
Come back, and dust the pond!
You dropped a purple ravelling in,
You dropped an amber thread;
And now you 've littered all the East
With duds of emerald!
And still she plies her spotted brooms,
And still the aprons fly,
Till brooms fade softly into stars —
And then I come away.
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