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    This poem describes the movement of a creature as it travels across the landscape. It laps miles, rips up valleys, stops to feed at ponds, slyly steps around mountains, peers gracefully in forests beside trails, and pares a hut to fit its ribs before crawling and groaning between locations, chasing itself down hills and roaring like a biblical figure, stopping punctually like a star at its stable door.

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    I have edited Emily Dickinson's Poem; Poem #585

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    This poem describes the movement of a creature as it travels across the landscape. It laps miles, rips up valleys, stops to feed at ponds, slyly steps around mountains, peers gracefully in forests beside trails, and pares a hut to fit its ribs before crawling and groaning between locations, chasing itself down hills and roaring like a biblical figure, stopping punctually like a star at its stable door.

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    Poem #585

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    heeyoun
    This poem describes the movement of a creature as it travels across the landscape. It laps miles, rips up valleys, stops to feed at ponds, slyly steps around mountains, peers gracefully in forests beside trails, and pares a hut to fit its ribs before crawling and groaning between locations, chasing itself down hills and roaring like a biblical figure, stopping punctually like a star at its stable door.

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    Poem #585

    Hee Youn Kim

    I like to see it lap the Miles-


    And rip the Valleys up-
    And stop and feed itself at ponds-
    And then – sly step

    Around a Pile of Mountains-


    And graceful peer
    In forests – by the sides of Trails-
    And then a Hut pare

    To fit its Ribs


    And crawl between
    Groaning all the while
    In horrid - hooting stanza-
    The chase itself down Hill-

    And roar like Boanerges-


    Then – punctual as a Star
    Stop – docile and omnipotent
    As its own stable door-

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