All Poems
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As the Starved Maelstrom laps the Navies
© Emily Dickinson
As the Starved Maelstrom laps the Navies
As the Vulture teased
Forces the Broods in lonely Valleys
As the Tiger eased
As subtle as tomorrow
© Emily Dickinson
As subtle as tomorrow
That never came,
A warrant, a conviction,
Yet but a name.
As Sleigh Bells seem in summer
© Emily Dickinson
As Sleigh Bells seem in summer
Or Bees, at Christmas show --
So fairy -- so fictitious
The individuals do
As plan for Noon and plan for Night
© Emily Dickinson
As plan for Noon and plan for Night
So differ Life and Death
In positive Prospective --
The Foot upon the Earth
As One does Sickness over
© Emily Dickinson
As One does Sickness over
In convalescent Mind,
His scrutiny of Chances
By blessed Health obscured --
As old as Woe --
© Emily Dickinson
As old as Woe --
How old is that?
Some eighteen thousand years --
As old as Bliss
How old is that
They are of equal years
As if the Sea should part
© Emily Dickinson
As if the Sea should part
And show a further Sea --
And that -- a further -- and the Three
But a presumption be --
As if I asked a common Alms
© Emily Dickinson
As if I asked a common Alms,
And in my wondering hand
A Stranger pressed a Kingdom,
And I, bewildered, stand --
As Frost is best conceived
© Emily Dickinson
As Frost is best conceived
By force of its Result --
Affliction is inferred
By subsequent effect --
As from the earth the light Balloon
© Emily Dickinson
As from the earth the light Balloon
Asks nothing but release --
Ascension that for which it was,
Its soaring Residence.
As far from pity, as complaint
© Emily Dickinson
As far from pity, as complaint --
As cool to speech -- as stone --
As numb to Revelation
As if my Trade were Bone --
As Everywhere of Silver
© Emily Dickinson
As Everywhere of Silver
With Ropes of Sand
To keep it from effacing
The Track called Land.
As Children bid the Guest "Good Night"
© Emily Dickinson
As Children bid the Guest "Good Night"
And then reluctant turn --
My flowers raise their pretty lips --
Then put their nightgowns on.
Artists wrestled here!
© Emily Dickinson
Artists wrestled here!
Lo, a tint Cashmere!
Lo, a Rose!
Student of the Year!
For the easel here
Say Repose!
Art thou the thing I wanted?
© Emily Dickinson
Art thou the thing I wanted?
Begone -- my Tooth has grown --
Affront a minor palate
Thou could'st not goad so long --
Arrows enamored of his Heart --
© Emily Dickinson
Arrows enamored of his Heart --
Forgot to rankle there
And Venoms he mistook for Balms
disdained to rankle there --
Apology for Her
© Emily Dickinson
Apology for Her
Be rendered by the Bee --
Herself, without a Parliament
Apology for Me.
Answer July
© Emily Dickinson
Answer July --
Where is the Bee --
Where is the Blush --
Where is the Hay?
An ignorance a Sunset
© Emily Dickinson
An ignorance a Sunset
Confer upon the Eye --
Of Territory -- Color --
Circumference -- Decay --
An Antiquated Tree
© Emily Dickinson
An Antiquated Tree
Is cherished of the Crow
Because that Junior Foliage is disrespectful now
To venerable Birds
