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ON MY VOLCANO GROWS THE GRASS by EMILY DICKINSON

Poet Analysis

Last Line: Would populate with awe my solitude
Subject(s): SOLITUDE;
On my volcano grows the Grass
A meditative spot -
An acre for a Bird to choose
Would be the General thought -

How red the Fire rocks below
How insecure the sod
Did I disclose
Would populate with awe my solitude


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