Me, change! Me, alter!
Then I will, when on the Everlasting Hill
A Smaller Purple grows—
At sunset, or a lesser glow
Flickers upon Cordillera—
At Day's superior close!
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Comments1Just came across this Emily Dickinson poem and I really like it! Makes me think about how people only change under certain circumstances 🤔 Anyone knows what she means by "Cordillera"? I'm kinda new to poetry, so any help is appreciated. Gotta love homework tho 😂