Two Worlds
Emily Dickinson
1830 to 1886
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Reconstruct the poem by dragging each line into its correct position. Your goal is to reassemble the original poem as accurately as possible. As you move the lines, you'll see whether your arrangement is correct, helping you explore the poem's flow and meaning. You can also print out the jumbled poem to cut up and reassemble in the classroom. Either way, take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.
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The brooks brag all the day;
To him seems misery.
Wild-flowers kindle in the woods,
No blackbird bates his jargoning
And split their pods of flame.
The seasons fit the same,
Are nothing to the bee;
For passing Calvary.
His separation from his rose
It makes no difference abroad,
The mornings blossom into noons,