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Emily Dickinson's Collected Poems

Part One: Life 88. Heaven is what I cannot reach!

FORBIDDEN FRUIT.


Heaven is what I cannot reach!

The apple on the tree,

Provided it do hopeless hang,

That 'heaven' is, to me.


The color on the cruising cloud,

The interdicted ground

Behind the hill, the house behind, --

There Paradise is found!