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Poems by Emily Dickinson: Along the Potomac
by EmilyDickinsonXXXIIXXXIVAlong the Potomac Along the Potomac When I was small, a woman died. To-day her only boy Went up from the Potomac, His face all victory, To look at her; how…Poems by Emily Dickinson: IV ("Safe")
by EmilyDickinsonAstra CastraVIV Safe in their alabaster chambers, Untouched by morning and untouched by noon, Sleep the meek members of the resurrection, Rafter of satin, and roof of stone…Poems by Emily Dickinson: From the Chrysalis
by EmilyDickinsonVSetting SailFrom the Chrysalis From the Chrysalis My cocoon tightens, colors tease, I'm feeling for the air; A dim capacity for wings Degrades the dress I wear. A power…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Setting Sail
by EmilyDickinsonFrom the ChrysalisVIIISetting Sail Setting Sail Exultation is the going Of an inland soul to sea, — Past the houses, past the headlands, Into deep eternity! Bred as we,…Poems by Emily Dickinson: XXI ("Immortal")
by EmilyDickinsonXXXXIIXXI Immortal is an ample word When what we need is by, But when it leaves us for a time, 'T is a necessity. Of heaven above the firmest proof We fundamental…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Trying to Forget
by EmilyDickinsonXXVIIIXXXTrying to Forget Trying to Forget Bereaved of all, I went abroad, No less bereaved to be Upon a new peninsula, — The grave preceded me, Obtained my lodgings…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Joy in Death
by EmilyDickinsonXLIIXLIVJoy in Death Joy in Death If tolling bell I ask the cause. 'A soul has gone to God,' I'm answered in a lonesome tone; Is heaven then so sad? That bells…Poems by Emily Dickinson: XLVII ("Adrift!")
by EmilyDickinsonDyingXLVIIIXLVII Adrift! A little boat adrift! And night is coming down! Will no one guide a little boat Unto the nearest town? So sailors say, on yesterday, Just…Poems by Emily Dickinson: The Soul's Storm
by EmilyDickinsonXLIXLIThe Soul's Storm The Soul's Storm It struck me every day The lightning was as new As if the cloud that instant slit And let the fire through. It burned me in…Poems by Emily Dickinson: XVI ("Surgeons")
by EmilyDickinsonXVThe Railway TrainXVI Surgeons must be very careful When they take the knife! Underneath their fine incisions Stirs the culprit, — Life!Trending
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