Emily Dickinson Daily @e-dickinson-daily.bsky.social · 02/10/2026APOTHEOSIS. Come slowly, Eden! Lips unused to thee, Bashful, sip thy jasmines, As the fainting bee, 132
Emily Dickinson Daily @e-dickinson-daily.bsky.social · 02/10/2026Reaching late his flower, Round her chamber hums, Counts his nectars -- enters, And is lost in balms! 122
