TRUE EXPRESSIONS PHOTOGRAPHER : JEFFREY STONER

A narrow Fellow in the Grass Occasionally rides - You may have met him ? Did you not His notice instant is -

The Grass divides as with a Comb , A spotted Shaft is seen , And then it closes at your Feet And opens further on -

He likes a Boggy Acre - A Floor too cool for Corn - But when a Boy and Barefoot I more than once at Noon

Have passed I thought a Whip Lash Unbraiding in the Sun When stooping to secure it It wrinkled And was gone -

Several of Nature ’ s People I know , and they know me I feel for them a transport Of Cordiality

But never met this Fellow Attended or alone Without a tighter Breathing And Zero at the Bone ..

Emily Dickinson 1830 — 1886

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