Oh give it Motion — deck it sweet
With Artery and Vein —
Upon its fastened Lips lay words —
Affiance it again
To that Pink stranger we call Dust —
Acquainted more with that
Than with this horizontal one
That will not lift its Hat —
Oh give it Motion — deck it sweet
Analysis, meaning and summary of Emily Dickinson's poem Oh give it Motion — deck it sweet
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