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").
Each Life Converges To Some Centre
Each life converges to some centreExpressed or still;Exists in every human natureA goal,Admitted scarcely to itself, it may be,Too fairFor..
© Emily Dickinson
A Tongue—to Tell Him I Am True!
400A Tongue—to tell Him I am true!Its fee—to be of Gold—Had Nature—in Her monstrous HouseA single Ragged Child—To earn a Mine—would runThat..
© Emily Dickinson
It Always Felt To Me—a Wrong
597It always felt to me—a wrongTo that Old Moses—done—To let him see—the Canaan—Without the entering—And tho' in soberer moments—No Moses there can..
© Emily Dickinson
For Every Bird A Nest
143For every Bird a Nest—Wherefore in timid questSome little Wren goes seeking round—Wherefore when boughs are free—Households in every tree—Pilgrim..
© Emily Dickinson
It Was Not Death, For I Stood Up
It was not death, for I stood up,And all the dead lie down;It was not night, for all the bellsPut out their tongues, for noon.It was not frost, for..
© Emily Dickinson
I Started Early - Took My Dog
I started Early - Took my Dog -And visited the Sea -The Mermaids in the BasementCame out to look at me -And Frigates - in the Upper FloorExtended..
© Emily Dickinson
If You Were Coming In The Fall
If you were coming in the fall,I'd brush the summer byWith half a smile and half a spum,As housewives do a fly.If I could see you in a year,I'd wind..
© Emily Dickinson
Nature Is What We See
'Nature' is what we see—The Hill—the Afternoon—Squirrel—Eclipse—the Bumble bee—Nay—Nature is Heaven—Nature is what we hear—The Bobolink—the..
© Emily Dickinson
Blazing In Gold And Quenching In Purple Poem by Emily Dickinson
228Blazing in Gold and quenching in PurpleLeaping like Leopards to the SkyThen at the feet of the old HorizonLaying her spotted Face to dieStooping..
© Emily Dickinson
Dust Is The Only Secret
153Dust is the only Secret—Death, the only OneYou cannot find out all aboutIn his "native town."Nobody know "his Father"—Never was a Boy—Hadn't any..
© Emily Dickinson
By A Flower—by A Letter
109By a flower—By a letter—By a nimble love—If I weld the Rivet faster—Final fast—above—Never mind my breathless Anvil!Never mind Repose!Never mind..
© Emily Dickinson
Did We Disobey Him?
267Did we disobey Him?Just one time!Charged us to forget Him—But we couldn't learn!Were Himself—such a Dunce—What would we—do?Love the dull..
© Emily Dickinson
Dare You See A Soul At The White Heat?
365Dare you see a Soul at the White Heat?Then crouch within the door—Red—is the Fire's common tint—But when the vivid OreHas vanquished Flame's..
© Emily Dickinson
Denial&Mdash;Is The Only Fact
965Denial—is the only factPerceived by the Denied—Whose Will—a numb significance—The Day the Heaven died—And all the Earth strove common..
© Emily Dickinson
As Sleigh Bells Seem In Summer
981As Sleigh Bells seem in summerOr Bees, at Christmas show—So fairy—so fictitiousThe individuals doRepealed from observation—A Party that we..
© Emily Dickinson
At Least—to Pray—is Left—is Left
502At least—to pray—is left—is left—Oh Jesus—in the Air—I know not which thy chamber is—I'm knocking—everywhere—Thou settest Earthquake in the..
© Emily Dickinson
Water, Is Taught By Thirst
135Water, is taught by thirst.Land—by the Oceans passed.Transport—by throe—Peace—by its battles told—Love, by Memorial Mold—Birds, by the Snow.
© Emily Dickinson
A Weight With Needles On The Pounds
264A Weight with Needles on the pounds—To push, and pierce, besides—That if the Flesh resist the Heft—The puncture—coolly tries—That not a pore be..
© Emily Dickinson
Before The Ice Is In The Pools
37Before the ice is in the pools—Before the skaters go,Or any check at nightfallIs tarnished by the snow—Before the fields have finished,Before the..
© Emily Dickinson
Ambition Cannot Find Him
68Ambition cannot find him.Affection doesn't knowHow many leagues of nowhereLie between them now.Yesterday, undistinguished!Eminent TodayFor our..
© Emily Dickinson
Away From Home Are Some And I
821Away from Home are some and I—An Emigrant to beIn a Metropolis of HomesIs easy, possibly—The Habit of a Foreign SkyWe—difficult—acquireAs..
© Emily Dickinson
Because The Bee May Blameless Hum
869Because the Bee may blameless humFor Thee a Bee do I becomeList even unto Me.Because the Flowers unafraidMay lift a look on thine, a MaidAlway a..
© Emily Dickinson
A Visitor In Marl
391A Visitor in Marl—Who influences Flowers—Till they are orderly as Busts—And Elegant—as Glass—Who visits in the Night—And just before the..
© Emily Dickinson
Some Say That Ever ‘Gainst That Season Comes (Hamlet, Act I, Scene I)
Marcellus to Horatio and Bernardo, after seeing the Ghost,Some say that ever ‘gainst that season comesWherein our Saviour's birth is celebrated,This..
© William Shakespeare