Lyric Poem · Friendship
How Human Nature dotes
How Human Nature dotes
On what it can't detect.
The moment that a Plot is plumbed
Prospective is extinct —
Prospective is the friend
Reserved for us to know
When Constancy is clarified
Of Curiosity —
Of subjects that resist
Redoubtablest is this
Where go we —
Go we anywhere
Creation after this?
This poem is in the public domain.
“How Human Nature dotes” by Emily Dickinson — quilloak.com/poems/how-human-nature-dotes
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