The Brain Within Its Groove

Emily Dickinson(1830–1886)

Poems by Emily Dickinson, 1890

The brain within its grooveRuns evenly and true;But let a splinter swerve,'T were easier for youTo put the water backWhen floods have slit the hills,And scooped a turnpike for themselves,And blotted out the mills!

From Poems by Emily Dickinson (1890), via the English Wikisource transcription.

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