Emily Dickinson Poems (2290 Poems)

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    Our little Kinsmen-afte (Emily Dickinson Poems)

    885 Our little Kinsmen-after RainIn plenty may be seen,A Pink and Pulpy multitudeThe tepid Ground upon. A needless life, it seemed to meUntil a little BirdAs to a HospitalityAdvanced and breakfasted. As I of He, so God of MeI pondered, … Continue reading

    To make One’s Toilette—after Death (Emily Dickinson Poems)

    485 To make One’s Toilette—after DeathHas made the Toilette coolOf only Taste we cared to pleaseIs difficult, and still— That’s easier—than Braid the Hair—And make the Bodice gay—When eyes that fondled it are wrenchedBy Decalogues—away— (Emily Dickinson)

    What Soft-Cherubi (Emily Dickinson Poems)

    401 What Soft-Cherubic Creatures-These Gentlewomen are-One would as soon assault a Plush-Or violate a Star- Such Dimity Convictions-A Horror so refinedOf freckled Human Nature-Of Deity-ashamed- It’s such a common-Glory-A Fisherman’s-Degree-Redemption-Brittle Lady-Be so-ashamed of Thee- (Emily Dickinson)

    We learned the Whole of Love (Emily Dickinson Poems)

    568 We learned the Whole of Love-The Alphabet-the Words-A Chapter-then the mighty Book-Then-Revelation closed- But in Each Other’s eyesAn Ignorance beheld-Diviner than the Childhood’s-And each to each, a Child- Attempted to expoundWhat Neither-understood-Alas, that Wisdom is so large-And Truth-so manifold! … Continue reading

    The Martyr Poets-did not tell (Emily Dickinson Poems)

    544 The Martyr Poets-did not tell-But wrought their Pang in syllable-That when their mortal name be numb-Their mortal fate-encourage Some- The Martyr Painters-never spoke-Bequeathing-rather-to their Work-That when their conscious fingers cease-Some seek in Art-the Art of Peace- (Emily Dickinson)

    On a Columnar Self (Emily Dickinson Poems)

    789 On a Columnar Self-How ample to relyIn Tumult-or Extremity-How good the Certainty That Lever cannot pry-And Wedge cannot divideConviction-That Granitic Base-Though None be on our Side- Suffice Us-for a Crowd-Ourself-and Rectitude-And that Assembly-not far offFrom furthest Spirit-God- (Emily Dickinson)

    How noteless Men, and Pleiads, stand (Emily Dickinson Poems)

    How noteless Men, and Pleiads, stand,Until a sudden skyReveals the fact that One is raptForever from the Eye- Members of the Invisible,Existing, while we stare,In Leagueless Opportunity,O’ertakenless, as the Air- Why didn’t we detain Them?The Heavens with a smile,Sweep by … Continue reading

    Nature is what we see- (Emily Dickinson Poems)

    Nature is what we see-The Hill-the Afternoon-Squirrel-Eclipse-the Bumble bee-Nay-Nature is Heaven-Nature is what we hear-The Bobolink-the Sea-Thunder-the Cricket-Nay-Nature is Harmony-Nature is what we know-Yet have no art to say-So impotent Our Wisdom isTo her Simplicity. (Emily Dickinson)

    God is a distant – stat (Emily Dickinson Poems)

    357 God is a distant – stately Lover –Woos, as He states us – by His Son –Verily, a Vicarious Courtship –“Miles”, and “Priscilla”, were such an One – But, lest the Soul – like fair “Priscilla”Choose the Envoy – … Continue reading

    We Cover Thee-Sweet Face (Emily Dickinson Poems)

    482 We Cover Thee-Sweet Face-Not that We tire of Thee-But that Thyself fatigue of Us-Remember-as Thou go-We follow Thee untilThou notice Us-no more-And then-reluctant-turn awayTo Con Thee o’er and o’er- And blame the scanty loveWe were Content to show-Augmented-Sweet-a Hundred … Continue reading

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