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A Little Road Not Made Man
(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886 / Amherst / Massachusetts)

A Little Road Not Made Man

Poem By Emily Dickinson

A little road not made of man,
Enabled of the eye,
Accessible to thill of bee,
Or cart of butterfly.

If town it have, beyond itself,
'T is that I cannot say;
I only sigh,--no vehicle
Bears me along that way.

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No Vehicle but the poetic mind on the little road............///
Muse beyond itself! ! Romance of nature. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Beautiful and imaginative! A lovely poem of the day!
Well articulated. Lovely
Good Imagery. nice to read this