The Poems of Emily Dickinson, Variorum Edition, Franklin, 1998
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The Wind begun to knead the Grass As Women do a Dough - He flung a Hand full at the Plain A Hand full at the Sky. The Leaves unhooked themselves from TreesAnd started all abroad - The Dust did scoop itself like Hands And throw away the Road -The Wagons quickened on the Streets - The Thunder gossiped lowThe lightning showed a yellow Head And then a livid Toe - The Birds put up the Bars to nests - The Cattle flung to Barns Then came one drop of Giant RainAnd then as if the Hands That held the Dams had parted hold - The Waters Wrecked the Sky - But overlooked my Father's House Just quartering a Tree -