All Poems
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A Lady red -- amid the Hill
© Emily Dickinson
A Lady red -- amid the Hill
Her annual secret keeps!
A Lady white, within the Field
In placid Lily sleeps!
A happy lip -- breaks sudden
© Emily Dickinson
A happy lip -- breaks sudden --
It doesn't state you how
It contemplated -- smiling --
Just consummated -- now --
A great Hope fell
© Emily Dickinson
A great Hope fell
You heard no noise
The Ruin was within
Oh cunning wreck that told no tale
And let no Witness in
A Drop Fell on the Apple Tree --
© Emily Dickinson
A Drop Fell on the Apple Tree --
Another -- on the Roof --
A Half a Dozen kissed the Eaves --
And made the Gables laugh --
A Diamond on the Hand
© Emily Dickinson
A Diamond on the Hand
To Custom Common grown
Subsides from its significance
The Gem were best unknown --
A Charm invests a face
© Emily Dickinson
A Charm invests a face
Imperfectly beheld --
The Lady date not lift her Veil
For fear it be dispelled --
'Twas like a Maelstrom, with a notch,
© Emily Dickinson
'Twas like a Maelstrom, with a notch,
That nearer, every Day,
Kept narrowing its boiling Wheel
Until the Agony
'Twas comfort in her Dying Room
© Emily Dickinson
'Twas comfort in her Dying Room
To hear the living Clock --
A short relief to have the wind
Walk boldly up and knock --
'Tis so much joy! 'Tis so much joy!
© Emily Dickinson
'Tis so much joy! 'Tis so much joy!
If I should fail, what poverty!
And yet, as poor as I,
Have ventured all upon a throw!
Have gained! Yes! Hesitated so --
This side the Victory!
'Tis not that Dying hurts us so
© Emily Dickinson
'Tis not that Dying hurts us so --
'Tis Living -- hurts us more --
But Dying -- is a different way --
A Kind behind the Door --
"Why do I love" You, Sir?
© Emily Dickinson
"Why do I love" You, Sir?
Because --
The Wind does not require the Grass
To answer -- Wherefore when He pass
She cannot keep Her place.
"Red Sea," indeed! Talk not to me
© Emily Dickinson
"Red Sea," indeed! Talk not to me
Of purple Pharaoh --
I have a Navy in the West
Would pierce his Columns thro' --
"Faithful to the end" Amended
© Emily Dickinson
"Faithful to the end" Amended
From the Heavenly Clause --
Constancy with a Proviso
Constancy abhors --
"Arcturus" is his other name
© Emily Dickinson
"Arcturus" is his other name --
I'd rather call him "Star."
It's very mean of Science
To go and interfere!
"And with what body do they come?" --
© Emily Dickinson
"And with what body do they come?" --
Then they do come -- Rejoice!
What Door -- What Hour -- Run -- run -- My Soul!
Illuminate the House!
You left me -- Sire -- two Legacies --
© Emily Dickinson
You left me -- Sire -- two Legacies --
A Legacy of Love
A Heavenly Father would suffice
Had He the offer of --
You cannot put a Fire out --
© Emily Dickinson
You cannot put a Fire out --
A Thing that can ignite
Can go, itself, without a Fan --
Upon the slowest Night --
Witchcraft was hung, in History,
© Emily Dickinson
'Twas such a little -- little boat
That toddled down the bay!
'Twas such a gallant -- gallant sea
That beckoned it away!
Will there really be a "Morning"?
© Emily Dickinson
Will there really be a "Morning"?
Is there such a thing as "Day"?
Could I see it from the mountains
If I were as tall as they?
Where Ships of Purple -- gently toss
© Emily Dickinson
Where Ships of Purple -- gently toss --
On Seas of Daffodil --
Fantastic Sailors -- mingle --
And then -- the Wharf is still!
