If I Shouldn’t Be Alive

IF I shouldn’t be alive
When the robins come,
Give the one in red cravat
A memorial crumb.

If I couldn’t thank you,
Being just asleep,
You will know I’m trying
With my granite lip!

First print Time and Eternity XXXVII, 37
Johnson 182 | Franklin 210

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■→Poems, first print by Higginson and Todd, page 149;

■Notes for Emily Dickinson’s poetry;
Poems one-by-one print and fascicle comparison,
■Resource for Emily Dickinson’s poetry;
■Google Drive, manuscript fascicles.