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").
There Is Another Sky
There is another sky,Ever serene and fair,And there is another sunshine,Though it be darkness there;Never mind faded forests, Austin,Never mind..
© Emily Dickinson
A Day! Help! Help! Another Day!
42A Day! Help! Help! Another Day!Your prayers, oh Passer by!From such a common ball as thisMight date a Victory!From marshallings as simpleThe flags..
© Emily Dickinson
Success Is Counted Sweetest
Success is counted sweetestBy those who ne'er succeed.To comprehend a nectarRequires sorest need.Not one of all the purple HostWho took the Flag..
© Emily Dickinson
A Slash Of Blue
204A slash of Blue—A sweep of Gray—Some scarlet patches on the way,Compose an Evening Sky—A little purple—slipped between—Some Ruby Trousers hurried..
© Emily Dickinson
Ample Make This Bed.
Ample make this bed.Make this bed with awe;In it wait till judgment breakExcellent and fair.Be its mattress straight,Be its pillow round;Let no..
© Emily Dickinson
A Darting Fear&Mdash;A Pomp&Mdash;A Tear
87A darting fear—a pomp—a tear—A waking on a mornTo find that what one waked for,Inhales the different dawn.
© Emily Dickinson
A Door Just Opened On A Street
A door just opened on a street-I, lost, was passing by-An instant's width of warmth disclosedAnd wealth, and company.The door as sudden shut, and..
© Emily Dickinson
A Loss Of Something Ever Felt I
959A loss of something ever felt I—The first that I could recollectBereft I was—of what I knew notToo young that any should suspectA Mourner walked..
© Emily Dickinson
Death Leaves Us Homesick, Who Behind
Death leaves Us homesick, who behind,Except that it is goneAre ignorant of its ConcernAs if it were not born.Through all their former Places, weLike..
© Emily Dickinson
"Houses"&Mdash;So The Wise Men Tell Me
127"Houses"—so the Wise Men tell me—"Mansions"! Mansions must be warm!Mansions cannot let the tears in,Mansions must exclude the storm!"Many..
© Emily Dickinson
'Morning' Means 'Milking' To The Farmer
300'Morning'—means 'Milking'—to the Farmer—Dawn—to the Teneriffe—Dice—to the Maid—Morning means just Risk—to the Lover—Just revelation—to the..
© Emily Dickinson
I Died For Beauty
I died for beauty, but was scarceAdjusted in the tomb,When one who died for truth was lainIn an adjoining room.He questioned softly why I failed?"For..
© Emily Dickinson
A Drop Fell On The Apple Tree
A drop fell on the apple treeAnother on the roof;A half a dozen kissed the eaves,And made the gables laugh.A few went out to help the brook,That went..
© Emily Dickinson
A Secret Told
381A Secret told—Ceases to be a Secret—then—A Secret—kept—That—can appal but One—Better of it—continual be afraid—Than it—And Whom you told it..
© Emily Dickinson
If I Can Stop One Heart From Breaking
If I can stop one heart from breaking,I shall not live in vain;If I can ease one life the aching,Or cool one pain,Or help one fainting robinUnto his..
© Emily Dickinson
A Death Blow Is A Life Blow To Some
816A Death blow is a Life blow to SomeWho till they died, did not alive become—Who had they lived, had died but whenThey died, Vitality begun.
© Emily Dickinson
'They Have Not Chosen Me,' He Said
'They have not chosen me,' he said,'But I have chosen them!'Brave—Broken hearted statement—Uttered in Bethlehem!I could not have told it,But since..
© Emily Dickinson
A Burdock&Mdash;Clawed My Gown
229A Burdock—clawed my Gown—Not Burdock's—blame—But mine—Who went too nearThe Burdock's Den—A Bog—affronts my shoe—What else have Bogs—to do—The only..
© Emily Dickinson
"I Want"&Mdash;It Pleaded&Mdash;All Its Life
731"I want"—it pleaded—All its life—I want—was chief it saidWhen Skill entreated it—the last—And when so newly dead—I could not deem it late—to..
© Emily Dickinson
A Clock Stopped -- Not The Mantel's
A clock stopped -- not the mantel'sGeneva's farthest skillCan't put the puppet bowingThat just now dangled still.An awe came on the trinket!The..
© Emily Dickinson
'Speech'—is A Prank Of Parliament
688'Speech'—is a prank of Parliament—'Tears'—is a trick of the nerve—But the Heart with the heaviest freight on—Doesn't—always—move —
© Emily Dickinson
"Unto Me?" I Do Not Know You
964"Unto Me?" I do not know you—Where may be your House?"I am Jesus—Late of Judea—Now—of Paradise"—Wagons—have you—to convey me?This is far from..
© Emily Dickinson
A Light Exists In Spring
A light exists in springNot present on the yearAt any other period.When March is scarcely hereA color stands abroadOn solitary hillsThat science..
© Emily Dickinson
A Charm Invests A Face
421A Charm invests a faceImperfectly beheld—The Lady dare not lift her VeilFor fear it be dispelled—But peers beyond her mesh—And wishes—and..
© Emily Dickinson
A Cloud Withdrew From The Sky
895A Cloud withdrew from the SkySuperior Glory beBut that Cloud and its AuxiliariesAre forever lost to meHad I but further scannedHad I secured the..
© Emily Dickinson