We close out this segment of the Poetic Bloomings Reading Room with a poem by Emily Dickinson. Listed at # 12 is “If Those I Loved Were Lost”.
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IF THOSE I LOVED WERE LOST, by Emily Dickinson
If those I loved were lost
The Crier’s voice would tell me —
If those I loved were found
The bells of Ghent would ring —
Did those I loved repose
The Daisy would impel me.
Philip — when bewildered
Bore his riddle in!