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").
The Clover's simple Fame
The Clover's simple FameRemembered of the Cow -Is better than enameled RealmsOf notability.Renown perceives itselfAnd that degrades the Flower -The..
© Emily Dickinson
The Beggar at the Door for Fame
The Beggar at the Door for FameWere easily suppliedBut Bread is that Diviner thingDisclosed to be denied
© Emily Dickinson
Speech is one symptom of Affection
Speech is one symptom of AffectionAnd Silence one -The perfectest communicationIs heard of none -Exists and its indorsementIs had within -Behold..
© Emily Dickinson
How Human Nature dotes
How Human Nature dotesOn what it can't detect.The moment that a Plot is plumbedProspective is extinct -Prospective is the friendReserved for us to..
© Emily Dickinson
By homely gift and hindered Words
By homely gift and hindered WordsThe human heart is toldOf Nothing -'Nothing' is the forceThat renovates the World
© Emily Dickinson
Whether they have forgotten
Whether they have forgottenOr are forgetting nowOr never remembered -Safer not to know -Miseries of conjectureAre a softer woeThan a Fact of..
© Emily Dickinson
Not Sickness stains the Brave
Not Sickness stains the Brave,Nor any Dart,Nor Doubt of Scene to come,But an adjourning Heart
© Emily Dickinson
Too cold is this
Too cold is thisTo warm with Sun -Too stiff to bended be,To joint this Agate were a work -Outstaring Masonry -How went the Agile Kernel outContusion..
© Emily Dickinson
Warm in her Hand these accents lie
Warm in her Hand these accents lieWhile faithful and afarThe Grace so awkward for her sakeIts fond subjection wear
© Emily Dickinson
Oh Shadow on the Grass
Oh Shadow on the Grass,Art thou a Step or not?Go make thee fair my CandidateMy nominated Heart -Oh Shadow on the GrassWhile I delay to guessSome..
© Emily Dickinson
These Fevered Days - to take them to the Forest
These Fevered Days - to take them to the ForestWhere Waters cool around the mosses crawl -And shade is all that devastates the stillnessSeems it..
© Emily Dickinson
Remembrance has a Rear and Front
Remembrance has a Rear and Front -'Tis something like a House -It has a Garret alsoFor Refuse and the Mouse.Besides the deepest CellarThat ever Mason..
© Emily Dickinson
The reticent volcano keeps
The reticent volcano keepsHis never slumbering plan -Confided are his projects pinkTo no precarious man.If nature will not tell the taleJehovah told..
© Emily Dickinson
I am afraid to own a Body
I am afraid to own a Body -I am afraid to own a Soul -Profound - precarious Property -Possession, not optional -Double Estate - entailed at..
© Emily Dickinson
he grave my little cottage is
The grave my little cottage is,Where 'Keeping house' for theeI make my parlor orderlyAnd lay the marble tea.For two divided, briefly,A cycle, it may..
© Emily Dickinson
The Hills in Purple syllables
The Hills in Purple syllablesThe Day's Adventures tellTo little Groups of ContinentsJust going Home from School.
© Emily Dickinson
The Hills erect their Purple Heads
The Hills erect their Purple HeadsThe Rivers lean to seeYet Man has not of all the ThrongA Curiosity.
© Emily Dickinson
Exhilaration is the Breeze
Exhilaration is the BreezeThat lifts us from the GroundAnd leaves us in another placeWhose statement is not found -Returns us not, but after timeWe..
© Emily Dickinson
When a Lover is a Beggar
When a Lover is a BeggarAbject is his Knee -When a Lover is an OwnerDifferent is he -What he begged is then the Beggar -Oh disparity -Bread of Heaven..
© Emily Dickinson
If all the griefs I am to have
If all the griefs I am to haveWould only come today,I am so happy I believeThey'd laugh and run away.If all the joys I am to haveWould only come..
© Emily Dickinson
Air has no Residence, no Neighbor
Air has no Residence, no Neighbor,No Ear, no Door,No Apprehension of AnotherOh, Happy Air!Ethereal Guest at e'en an Outcast's Pillow -Essential Host..
© Emily Dickinson
Tell as a Marksman - were forgotten
Tell as a Marksman - were forgottenTell - this Day enduresRuddy as that coeval AppleThe Tradition bears -Fresh as Mankind that humble storyThough a..
© Emily Dickinson
Praise it - 'tis dead
Praise it - 'tis dead -It cannot glow -Warm this inclement EarWith the encomium it earnedSince it was gathered here -Invest this alabaster ZestIn the..
© Emily Dickinson
Ended, ere it begun
Ended, ere it begun -The Title was scarcely toldWhen the Preface perished from ConsciousnessThe Story, unrevealed -Had it been mine, to print!Had it..
© Emily Dickinson
Revolution is the Pod
Revolution is the PodSystems rattle fromWhen the Winds of Will are stirredExcellent is BloomBut except its Russet BaseEvery Summer beThe Entomber of..
© Emily Dickinson