This Dust, And Its Feature Poem by Emily Dickinson

This Dust, And Its Feature



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This Dust, and its Feature—
Accredited—Today—
Will in a second Future—
Cease to identify—

This Mind, and its measure—
A too minute Area
For its enlarged inspection's
Comparison—appear—

This World, and its species
A too concluded show
For its absorbed Attention's
Remotest scrutiny—

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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson

Amherst / Massachusetts
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