Poems ✍️

  01.06.2025
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Author: Emily Dickinson

The Poets Light But Lamps

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The Poets light but Lamps—
Themselves—go out—
The Wicks they stimulate—
If vital Light

Inhere as do the Suns—
Each Age a Lens
Disseminating their
Circumference—




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