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Poems by Emily Dickinson: The Mushroom
by EmilyDickinsonThe SnakeThe StormThe Mushroom The Mushroom The mushroom is the elf of plants, At evening it is not; At morning in a truffled hut It stops upon a spot As if it tarried…Poems by Emily Dickinson: The Storm
by EmilyDickinsonThe MushroomThe SpiderThe Storm The Storm There came a wind like a bugle; It quivered through the grass, And a green chill upon the heat So ominous did pass We barred the…Poems by Emily Dickinson: The Spider
by EmilyDickinsonThe StormXXVIIIThe Spider The Spider A spider sewed at night Without a light Upon an arc of white. If ruff it was of dame Or shroud of gnome, Himself, himself inform. Of…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Gossip
by EmilyDickinsonXXXISimplicityGossip Gossip The leaves, like women, interchange Sagacious confidence; Somewhat of nods, and somewhat of Portentous inference, The parties in both…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Simplicity
by EmilyDickinsonGossipStormSimplicity Simplicity How happy is the little stone That rambles in the road alone, And doesn't care about careers, And exigencies never fears; Whose coat of…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Storm
by EmilyDickinsonSimplicityThe RatStorm Storm It sounded as if the streets were running, And then the streets stood still. Eclipse was all we could see at the window, And awe was all we…Poems by Emily Dickinson: The Rat
by EmilyDickinsonStormXXXVIThe Rat The Rat The rat is the concisest tenant. He pays no rent, — Repudiates the obligation, On schemes intent. Balking our wit To sound or circumvent, Hate…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Problems
by EmilyDickinsonXLIThe Juggler of DayProblems Problems Bring me the sunset in a cup, Reckon the morning's flagons up, And say how many dew; Tell me how far the morning leaps, Tell me…Poems by Emily Dickinson: November
by EmilyDickinsonFringed GentianThe SnowNovember November Besides the autumn poets sing, A few prosaic days A little this side of the snow And that side of the haze. A few incisive…Poems by Emily Dickinson: The Snow
by EmilyDickinsonNovemberThe Blue JayThe Snow The Snow 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…Trending
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