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.
There are two Ripenings — one — of sight
Analysis, meaning and summary of Emily Dickinson's poem There are two Ripenings — one — of sight
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Just as a beautiful flower starts inside a burr and is fertilized by frost, so people are matured and made beautiful by afflictions.