The dandelion’s pallid tube
Astonishes the grass,
And winter instantly becomes
An Infinite Alas —
The tube uplifts a signal Bud
And then a shouting Flower, —
The Proclamation of the Suns
That septulture is o’er.
– Emily Dickinson
The dandelion’s pallid tube
Astonishes the grass,
And winter instantly becomes
An Infinite Alas —
The tube uplifts a signal Bud
And then a shouting Flower, —
The Proclamation of the Suns
That septulture is o’er.
– Emily Dickinson