Joined: Wed Aug 19, 2009 10:13 pm Posts: 1 Location: Kemble, ON
Emerson [?] wrote a poem that I cannot find anywhere. It tells of his exploring a thicket and finding an old hidden wall. as he gazes at the wall in the shadows of the thicket, he sees, a door, then a lock, then a key. He unlocks and opens the door and goes through the door to see a beautiful old garden. Does anyone know the name of this poem?