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Within my Garden, rides a Bird

Within my Garden, rides a Bird

Within my Garden, rides a Bird
Upon a single Wheel
Whose spokes a dizzy Music make
As ’twere a travelling Mill

He never stops, but slackens
Above the Ripest Rose
Partakes without alighting
And praises as he goes,

Till every spice is tasted
And then his Fairy Gig
Reels in remoter atmospheres
And I rejoin my Dog,

And He and I, perplex us
If positive, ’twere we
Or bore the Garden in the Brain
This Curiosity

But He, the best Logician,
Refers my clumsy eye
To just vibrating Blossoms!
An Exquisite Reply!



Poem Within my Garden, rides a Bird - Emily Dickinson