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Poems by Emily Dickinson: A Rose
by EmilyDickinsonXXIIA Rose A Rose A sepal, petal, and a thorn Upon a common summer's morn, A flash of dew, a bee or two, A breeze A caper in the trees, — And I'm a rose!Poems by Emily Dickinson: Cobwebs
by EmilyDickinsonXIIA WellCobwebs Cobwebs The spider as an artist Has never been employed Though his surpassing merit Is freely certified By every broom and Bridget Throughout a…Poems by Emily Dickinson: A Well
by EmilyDickinsonCobwebsXVA Well A Well What mystery pervades a well! The water lives so far, Like neighbor from another world Residing in a jar. The grass does not appear afraid;…Poems by Emily Dickinson: The Woodpecker
by EmilyDickinsonXVIIA SnakeThe Woodpecker The Woodpecker His bill an auger is, His head, a cap and frill. He laboreth at every tree, — A worm his utmost goal.Poems by Emily Dickinson: A Snake
by EmilyDickinsonThe WoodpeckerXXA Snake A Snake Sweet is the swamp with its secrets, Until we meet a snake; 'T is then we sigh for houses, And our departure take At that enthralling…Poems by Emily Dickinson: The Tulip
by EmilyDickinsonNature's ChangesIIIThe Tulip The Tulip She slept beneath a tree Remembered but by me. I touched her cradle mute; She recognized the foot, Put on her carmine suit, — And…Poems by Emily Dickinson: The Moon
by EmilyDickinsonXXThe BatThe Moon The Moon The moon was but a chin of gold A night or two ago, And now she turns her perfect face Upon the world below. Her forehead is of amplest…Poems by Emily Dickinson: The Bat
by EmilyDickinsonThe MoonThe BalloonThe Bat The Bat The bat is dun with wrinkled wings Like fallow article, And not a song pervades his lips, Or none perceptible. His small umbrella…Poems by Emily Dickinson: The Balloon
by EmilyDickinsonThe BatEveningThe Balloon The Balloon You've seen balloons set, haven't you? So stately they ascend It is as swans discarded you For duties diamond. Their liquid…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Evening
by EmilyDickinsonThe BalloonCocoonEvening Evening The cricket sang, And set the sun, And workmen finished, one by one, Their seam the day upon. The low grass loaded with the dew, The…