247/366 My country need not change her gown
Something to end the Labor Day holiday weekend, and the Dickinson project. It occurred to me that one could quite easily construct a 365-day project around her poems. For that matter, it could go on for almost five years given Dickinson’s output.
But anyway, thanks to all who stuck with it-I appreciated hearing your insights and responses. Now to think of something for the rest of the month.
My country need not change her gown,
Her triple suit as sweet
As when ’twas cut at Lexington,
And first pronounced “a fit.”
Great Britain disapproves, “the stars”;
Disparagement discreet, —
There’s something in their attitude
That taunts her bayonet.
–#1511, My country need not change her gown
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For today: My country need not change her gown