On the World you colored
Morning painted rose —
Idle his Vermillion
Aimlessly crept the Glows
Over Realms of Orchards
I the Day before
Conquered with the Robin —
Misery, how fair
Till your wrinkled Finger
Shored the sun away
Midnight’s awful Pattern
In the Goods of Day —

Analysis, meaning and summary of Emily Dickinson's poem On the World you colored

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