It sifts from Leaden Sieves – (291)BY EMILY DICKINSON : : : : It sifts from Leaden Sieves –It powders all the Wood.It fills with Alabaster Wool 3The Wrinkles of the Road – It makes an even Face 5 Of Mountain, and of Plain –Unbroken Forehead from the EastUnto the East again – 8 ItContinue reading “It sifts from leaden sieves : Emily Dickinson : : Winter Poems : :”