Poems by Emily Dickinson: The Bluebird

Updated May 6, 2020 | Infoplease Staff
by EmilyDickinson
The Butterfly's Day
April

The Bluebird

The Bluebird

Before you thought of spring,
Except as a surmise,
You see, God bless his suddenness,
A fellow in the skies
Of independent hues,
A little weather-worn,
Inspiriting habiliments
Of indigo and brown.
With specimens of song,
As if for you to choose,
Discretion in the interval,
With gay delays he goes
To some superior tree
Without a single leaf,
And shouts for joy to nobody
But his seraphic self!
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