"'T was later when the summer went"

XXVI.

’T was later when the summer went Than when the cricket came, And yet we knew that gentle clock Meant nought but going home. ’T was sooner when the cricket went Than when the winter came, Yet that pathetic pendulum Keeps esoteric time.

 

from Poems by Emily Dickinson (1890)
Death and Life	Indian Summer

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