Runs evenly-and true-
But let a Splinter swerve-
'Twere easier for You-
To put a Current back-
When Floods have slit the Hills-
And scooped a Turnpike for Themselves-
And trodden out the Mills-
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)
-- life exists -- and identity -- the powerful play goes on -- and you may contribute a verse
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