There are two Ripenings -- one -- of sight --
Whose forces Spheric wind
Until the Velvet product
Drop spicy to the ground --
A homelier maturing --
A process in the Bur --
That teeth of Frosts alone disclose
In far October Air.

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Poet: Emily Dickinson
Poem: 332. There are two Ripenings -- one -- of sight
Volume: Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson
Year: Published/Written in 1955
Poem of the Day: Oct 8 2004
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