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Poems by Emily Dickinson: The Blue Jay
by EmilyDickinsonThe SnowThe Blue Jay The Blue Jay No brigadier throughout the year So civic as the jay. A neighbor and a warrior too, With shrill felicity Pursuing winds that censure us…Poems by Emily Dickinson: The Butterfly's Day
by EmilyDickinsonThe RobinThe BluebirdThe Butterfly's Day The Butterfly's Day From cocoon forth a butterfly As lady from her door Emerged — a summer afternoon — Repairing everywhere,…Poems by Emily Dickinson: A Country Burial
by EmilyDickinsonThe JourneyGoingA Country Burial A Country Burial Ample make this bed. Make this bed with awe; In it wait till judgment break Excellent and fair. Be its mattress…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Till the End
by EmilyDickinsonXXXVVoidTill the End Till the End I should not dare to leave my friend, Because — because if he should die While I was gone, and I — too late — Should reach the heart that…Poems by Emily Dickinson: The Forgotten Grave
by EmilyDickinsonXLXLIIThe Forgotten Grave The Forgotten Grave After a hundred years Nobody knows the place, — Agony, that enacted there, Motionless as peace. Weeds triumphant ranged,…Poems by Emily Dickinson: The Battle-Field
by EmilyDickinsonVIIIXThe Battle-Field The Battle-Field They dropped like flakes, they dropped like stars, Like petals from a rose, When suddenly across the June A wind with fingers…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Real Riches
Superiority to Fate Real Riches 'T is little I could care for pearls Who own the ample sea; Or brooches, when the Emperor With rubies pelteth me; Or gold, who am the Prince of…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Superiority to Fate
Real Riches Hope Superiority to Fate Superiority to fate Is difficult to learn. 'T is not conferred by any, But possible to earn A pittance at a time, Until, to her surprise…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Saturday Afternoon
I Had a Guinea Golden XXI Saturday Afternoon From all the jails the boys and girls Ecstatically leap, — Beloved, only afternoon That prison doesn't keep. They storm the earth…Poems by Emily Dickinson: The Lost Thought
XXII Reticence The Lost Thought I felt a clearing in my mind As if my brain had split; I tried to match it, seam by seam, But could not make them fit. The thought behind I…Trending
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