Poem – “Heaven”—Is What I Cannot Reach! – Emily Dickinson  

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“Heaven”—is what I cannot reach! 

The Apple on the Tree— 

Provided it do hopeless—hang— 

That—”Heaven” is—to Me! 
The Color, on the Cruising Cloud— 

The interdicted Land— 

Behind the Hill—the House behind— 

There—Paradise—is found! 
Her teasing Purples—Afternoons— 

The credulous—decoy— 

Enamored—of the Conjuror— 

That spurned us—Yesterday!

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