Eden is that old-fashioned House
We dwell in every day
Without suspecting our abode
Until we drive away.

How fair on looking back, the Day
We sauntered from the Door —
Unconscious our returning,
But discover it no more.

Analysis, meaning and summary of Emily Dickinson's poem Eden is that old-fashioned House

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