The Past (Poem by Emily Dickinson)

Emily Dickinson

The Past
By Emily Dickinson


The past is such a curious creature,
    To look her in the face
A transport may reward us,
    Or a disgrace.

Unarmed if any meet her,
    I charge him, fly!
Her rusty ammunition
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