Monthly Archives: October 2013

Apple-Picking

After Apple-Picking—by Robert Frost   My long two-pointed ladder’s sticking through a tree Toward heaven still, And there’s a barrel that I didn’t fill Beside it, and there may be two or three Apples I didn’t pick upon some bough. … Continue reading

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Autumn

Autumn—by Emily Dickinson   The morns are meeker than they were, The nuts are getting brown; The berry’s cheek is plumper, The rose is out of town.   The maple wears a gayer scarf, The field a scarlet gown. Lest … Continue reading

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