Emily Dickinson Poems (2290 Poems)


    There is a pain – so utter (Emily Dickinson Poems)

    599 There is a pain – so utter -It swallows substance up -Then covers the Abyss with Trance -So Memory can stepAround – across – upon it -As one within a Swoon -Goes safely – where an open eye -Would … Continue reading



    I saw no Way-The Heavens were stitched (Emily Dickinson Poems)

    378 I saw no Way-The Heavens were stitched-I felt the Columns close-The Earth reversed her Hemispheres-I touched the Universe- And back it slid-and I alone-A Speck upon a Ball-Went out upon Circumference-Beyond the Dip of Bell- (Emily Dickinson)



    I fear a Man of frugal Speech (Emily Dickinson Poems)

    543 I fear a Man of frugal Speech-I fear a Silent Man-Haranguer-I can overtake-Or Babbler-entertain- But He who weigheth-While the Rest-Expend their furthest pound-Of this Man-I am wary-I fear that He is Grand- (Emily Dickinson)



    My nosegays are for captives; (Emily Dickinson Poems)

    My nosegays are for captives;   Dim, long-expectant eyes,Fingers denied the plucking,   Patient till paradise. To such, if they should whisper   Of morning and the moor,They bear no other errand,   And I, no other prayer. (Emily Dickinson)



    My Garden (Emily Dickinson Poems)

    New feet within my garden go-New fingers stir the sod-A Troubadour upon the ElmBetrays the solitude. New children play upon the green-New Weary sleep below-And still the pensive Spring returns-And still the punctual snow! (Emily Dickinson)



    The power to be true to You (Emily Dickinson Poems)

    464 The power to be true to You,Until upon my faceThe Judgment push his Picture-Presumptuous of Your Place- Of This-Could Man deprive Me-Himself-the Heaven excel-Whose invitation-Yours reducedUntil it showed too small- (Emily Dickinson)



    God permit industrious angels (Emily Dickinson Poems)

    God permit industrious angelsAfternoons to play.I met one, — forgot my school-mates,All, for him, straightaway. God calls home the angels promptlyAt the setting sun;I missed mine. How dreary marbles,After playing the Crown! (Emily Dickinson)



    We met as Sparks-Diver (Emily Dickinson Poems)

    958 We met as Sparks-Diverging FlintsSent various-scattered ways-We parted as the Central FlintWere cloven with an Adze-Subsisting on the Light We boreBefore We felt the Dark-A Flint unto this Day-perhaps-But for that single Spark. (Emily Dickinson)



    It was too late for Man (Emily Dickinson Poems)

    623 It was too late for Man-But early, yet, for God-Creation-impotent to help-But Prayer-remained-Our Side- How excellent the Heaven-When Earth-cannot be had-How hospitable-then-the faceOf our Old Neighbor-God- (Emily Dickinson)



    Denial – is the only fact (Emily Dickinson Poems)

    965 Denial – is the only factPerceived by the Denied -Whose Will – a numb significance -The Day the Heaven died – And all the Earth strove common round -Without Delight, or Beam -What Comfort was it Wisdom – was … Continue reading




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