All the letters I can write
Are not fair as this —
Syllables of Velvet —
Sentences of Plush,
Depths of Ruby, undrained,
Hid, Lip, for Thee —
Play it were a Humming Bird —
And just sipped — me —

Analysis, meaning and summary of Emily Dickinson's poem All the letters I can write

1 Comment

  1. frumpo says:
    July 16, 2010 at 12:58 pm

    I just wrote the most amazing letter, that if read in the right spirit, would drink my essence.

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