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Poems by Emily Dickinson: Time's Lesson
by EmilyDickinsonDeedRemorseTime's Lesson Time's Lesson Mine enemy is growing old, — I have at last revenge. The palate of the hate departs; If any would avenge, — Let him be quick, the…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Melodies Unheard
by EmilyDickinsonLVCalled BackMelodies Unheard Melodies Unheard Musicians wrestle everywhere: All day, among the crowded air, I hear the silver strife; And — waking long before the dawn…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Called Back
by EmilyDickinsonMelodies UnheardCalled Back Called Back Just lost when I was saved! Just felt the world go by! Just girt me for the onset with eternity, When breath blew back, And on the…Poems by Emily Dickinson: The White Heat
by EmilyDickinson Hope Triumphant The White Heat The White Heat Dare you see a soul at the white heat? Then crouch within the door. Red is the fire's common tint; But when the vivid…Poems by Emily Dickinson: The Lost Jewel
by EmilyDickinsonXIVXVIThe Lost Jewel The Lost Jewel I held a jewel in my fingers And went to sleep. The day was warm, and winds were prosy; I said: "'T will keep." I woke and chid my…Poems by Emily Dickinson: Mother Nature
by EmilyDickinsonOut of the MorningMother Nature Mother Nature Nature, the gentlest mother, Impatient of no child, The feeblest or the waywardest, — Her admonition mild In forest and the…Poems by Emily Dickinson: The Sleeping Flowers
by EmilyDickinsonAprilMy RoseThe Sleeping Flowers The Sleeping Flowers "Whose are the little beds," I asked, "Which in the valleys lie?" Some shook their heads, and others smiled, And no…Poems by Emily Dickinson: My Rose
by EmilyDickinsonThe Sleeping FlowersThe Oriole's SecretMy Rose My Rose Pigmy seraphs gone astray, Velvet people from Vevay, Belles from some lost summer day, Bees' exclusive coterie. Paris…Poems by Emily Dickinson: The Oriole's Secret
by EmilyDickinsonMy RoseThe OrioleThe Oriole's Secret The Oriole's Secret To hear an oriole sing May be a common thing, Or only a divine. It is not of the bird Who sings the same,…Poems by Emily Dickinson: The Humming-Bird
by EmilyDickinsonIn ShadowSecretsThe Humming-Bird The Humming-Bird A route of evanescence With a revolving wheel; A resonance of emerald, A rush of cochineal; And every blossom on the bush…Trending
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