We grow accustomed to the Dark : Emily Dickinson : : Darkness Poems : :

We Grow Accustomed To The Dark : : By Emily Dickinson : Amherst / Massachusett : : We grow accustomed to the Dark –When light is put away –As when the Neighbor holds the LampTo witness her Goodbye – A Moment – We uncertain stepFor newness of the night –Then – fit our Vision toContinue reading “We grow accustomed to the Dark : Emily Dickinson : : Darkness Poems : :”

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