[
  {
    "title": "It sifts from leaden sieves",
    "author": "Emily Dickinson",
    "lines": [
      "It sifts from leaden sieves,",
      "It powders all the wood,",
      "It fills with alabaster wool",
      "The wrinkles of the road.",
      "",
      "It makes an even face",
      "Of mountain and of plain, --",
      "Unbroken forehead from the east",
      "Unto the east again.",
      "",
      "It reaches to the fence,",
      "It wraps it, rail by rail,",
      "Till it is lost in fleeces;",
      "It flings a crystal veil",
      "",
      "On stump and stack and stem, --",
      "The summer's empty room,",
      "Acres of seams where harvests were,",
      "Recordless, but for them.",
      "",
      "It ruffles wrists of posts,",
      "As ankles of a queen, --",
      "Then stills its artisans like ghosts,",
      "Denying they have been."
    ],
    "linecount": 20,
    "source": "Project Gutenberg — Poems by Emily Dickinson, Three Series, Complete (https://www.gutenberg.org/ebooks/12242)"
  }
]