A little road not made of man
 
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)
 
 

A LITTLE road not made of man,
Enabled of the eye,
Accessible to thill of bee,
Or cart of butterfly.

If town it have, beyond itself,
’T is that I cannot say;
I only sigh,—no vehicle
Bears me along that way.

2014-09

 
   
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