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The name -- of it -- is "Autumn" --

Emily Dickinson·1830–1886
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The name -- of it -- is "Autumn" --The hue -- of it -- is Blood --An Artery -- upon the Hill --A Vein -- along the Road -- Great Globules -- in the Alleys --And Oh, the Shower of Stain --When Winds -- upset the Basin --And spill the Scarlet Rain -- It sprinkles Bonnets -- far below --It gathers ruddy Pools --Then -- eddies like a Rose -- away --Upon Vermilion Wheels --