The Wind Took Up The Northern Things
Emily Dickinson
1134 The Wind took up the Northern Things And piled them in the south— Then gave the East unto the West And opening his mouth The four Divisions of the Earth Did make as to devour While everything to corners slunk Behind the awful power— The Wind—unto his Chambers went And nature ventured out— Her subjects scattered into place Her systems ranged about Again the smoke from Dwellings rose The Day abroad was heard— How intimate, a Tempest past The Transport of the Bird—
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