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    Emily Dickinson - A Narrow Fellow In The Grass

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    Emma Fielding reads Emily Dickinson's A Narrow Fellow In The Grass

    A Narrow Fellow In The Grass
    by Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)

    A narrow fellow in the grass
    Occasionally rides;
    You may have met him, — did you not,
    His notice sudden is.

    The grass divides as with a comb,
    A spotted shaft is seen;
    And then it closes at your feet
    And opens further on.

    He likes a boggy acre,
    A floor too cool for corn.
    Yet when a child, and barefoot,
    I more than once, at morn,

    Have passed, I thought, a whip-lash
    Unbraiding in the sun, —
    When, stooping to secure it,
    It wrinkled, and was gone.

    Several of nature's people
    I know, and they know me;
    I feel for them a transport
    Of cordiality;

    But never met this fellow,
    Attended or alone,
    Without a tighter breathing,
    And zero at the bone.