A single Clover Plank
A single Clover Plank
Was all that saved a Bee
A Bee I personally knew
From sinking in the sky —
'Twixt Firmament above
And Firmament below
The Billows of Circumference
Were sweeping him away —
The idly swaying Plank
Responsible to nought
A sudden Freight of Wind assumed
And Bumble Bee was not —
This harrowing event
Transpiring in the Grass
Did not so much as wring from him
A wandering "Alas" —
poem by Emily Dickinson
Added by Veronica Serbanoiu
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