Poems ✍️

  11.06.2025
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Author: Emily Dickinson

How Human Nature dotes

How Human Nature dotes
On what it can't detect.
The moment that a Plot is plumbed
Prospective is extinct -

Prospective is the friend
Reserved for us to know
When Constancy is clarified
Of Curiosity -

Of subjects that resist
Redoubtablest is this
Where go we -
Go we anywhere
Creation after this?




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