Section: «Poems»
Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings:
artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.);
a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").
How Far Is It To Heaven?
929How far is it to Heaven?As far as Death this way—Of River or of Ridge beyondWas no discovery.How far is it to Hell?As far as Death this way—How..
© Emily Dickinson
As Watchers Hang Upon The East
121As Watchers hang upon the East,As Beggars revel at a feastBy savory Fancy spread—As brooks in deserts babble sweetOn ear too far for the..
© Emily Dickinson
To Wait An Hour—is Long
781To wait an Hour—is long—If Love be just beyond—To wait Eternity—is short—If Love reward the end—
© Emily Dickinson
Delayed Till She Had Ceased To Know
58Delayed till she had ceased to know—Delayed till in its vest of snowHer loving bosom lay—An hour behind the fleeting breath—Later by just an hour..
© Emily Dickinson
You'Ll Know Her—by Her Foot
634You'll know Her—by Her Foot—The smallest Gamboge HandWith Fingers—where the Toes should be—Would more affront the Sand—Than this Quaint Creature's..
© Emily Dickinson
Exultation Is The Going
76Exultation is the goingOf an inland soul to sea,Past the houses—past the headlands—Into deep Eternity—Bred as we, among the mountains,Can the..
© Emily Dickinson
Fitter To See Him, I May Be
968Fitter to see Him, I may beFor the long Hindrance—Grace—to Me—With Summers, and with Winters, grow,Some passing Year—A trait bestowTo make Me..
© Emily Dickinson
From Blank To Blank
761From Blank to Blank—A Threadless WayI pushed Mechanic feet—To stop—or perish—or advance—Alike indifferent—If end I gainedIt ends beyondIndefinite..
© Emily Dickinson
Civilization&Mdash;Spurns&Mdash;The Leopard!
492Civilization—spurns—the Leopard!Was the Leopard—bold?Deserts—never rebuked her Satin—Ethiop—her Gold—Tawny—her Customs—She was..
© Emily Dickinson
Baffled For Just A Day Or Two
17Baffled for just a day or two—Embarrassed—not afraid—Encounter in my gardenAn unexpected Maid.She beckons, and the woods start—She nods, and all..
© Emily Dickinson
Don'T Put Up My Thread And Needle
617Don't put up my Thread and Needle—I'll begin to SewWhen the Birds begin to whistle—Better Stitches—so—These were bent—my sight got crooked—When my..
© Emily Dickinson
Surgeons Must Be Very Careful
108Surgeons must be very carefulWhen they take the knife!Underneath their fine incisionsStirs the Culprit—Life!
© Emily Dickinson
A Little Dog That Wags His Tail
A little Dog that wags his tailAnd knows no other joyOf such a little Dog am IReminded by a BoyWho gambols all the living DayWithout an earthly..
© Emily Dickinson
You'Ll Find—it When You Try To Die
610You'll find—it when you try to die—The Easier to let go—For recollecting such as went—You could not spare—you know.And though their places..
© Emily Dickinson
Besides This May
977Besides this MayWe knowThere is Another—How fairOur Speculations of the Foreigner!Some know Him whom We knew—Sweet Wonder—A Nature beWhere Saints..
© Emily Dickinson
Why Do I Love You, Sir?
'Why do I love' You, Sir?Because—The Wind does not require the GrassTo answer—Wherefore when He passShe cannot keep Her place.Because He knows—andDo..
© Emily Dickinson
As If I Asked A Common Alms
323As if I asked a common Alms,And in my wondering handA Stranger pressed a Kingdom,And I, bewildered, stand—As if I asked the OrientHad it for me a..
© Emily Dickinson
Four Trees—upon A Solitary Acre
742Four Trees—upon a solitary Acre—Without DesignOr Order, or Apparent Action—Maintain—The Sun—upon a Morning meets them—The Wind—No nearer..
© Emily Dickinson
Nature The Gentlest Mother Is
Nature the gentlest mother is,Impatient of no child,The feeblest of the waywardest.Her admonition mildIn forest and the hillBy traveller be..
© Emily Dickinson
Flowers—well—if Anybody
137Flowers—Well—if anybodyCan the ecstasy define—Half a transport—half a trouble—With which flowers humble men:Anybody find the fountainFrom which..
© Emily Dickinson
It Sifts From Leaden Sieves
311It sifts from Leaden Sieves—It powders all the Wood.It fills with Alabaster WoolThe Wrinkles of the Road—It makes an Even FaceOf Mountain, and of..
© Emily Dickinson
Crisis Is A Hair
889Crisis is a HairToward which the forces creepPast which forces retrogradeIf it come in sleepTo suspend the BreathIs the most we canIgnorant is it..
© Emily Dickinson
Delight Is As The Flight
257Delight is as the flight—Or in the Ratio of it,As the Schools would say—The Rainbow's way—A SkeinFlung colored, after Rain,Would suit as..
© Emily Dickinson
Delight Becomes Pictorial
Delight becomes pictorialWhen viewed through pain,--More fair, because impossibleThat any gain.The mountaln at a given distanceIn amber..
© Emily Dickinson