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").
Beauty&Mdash;Be Not Caused&Mdash;It Is
516Beauty—be not caused—It Is—Chase it, and it ceases—Chase it not, and it abides—Overtake the CreasesIn the Meadow—when the WindRuns his fingers..
© Emily Dickinson
T Was Just This Time Last Year I Died.
'T was just this time last year I died.I know I heard the corn,When I was carried by the farms,--It had the tassels on.I thought how yellow it would..
© Emily Dickinson
A Planted Life&Mdash;Diversified
806A Planted Life—diversifiedWith Gold and Silver PainTo prove the presence of the OreIn Particles—'tis whenA Value struggle—it exist—A Power—will..
© Emily Dickinson
All I May, If Small
819All I may, if small,Do it not displayLarger for the Totalness—'Tis EconomyTo bestow a WorldAnd withhold a Star—Utmost, is Munificence—Less, tho'..
© Emily Dickinson
Your Riches—taught Me—poverty
299Your Riches—taught me—Poverty.Myself—a MillionaireIn little Wealths, as Girls could boastTill broad as Buenos Ayre—You drifted your Dominions—A..
© Emily Dickinson
As If Some Little Arctic Flower
180As if some little Arctic flowerUpon the polar hem—Went wandering down the LatitudesUntil it puzzled cameTo continents of summer—To firmaments of..
© Emily Dickinson
Abraham To Kill Him
Abraham to kill himWas distinctly told—Isaac was an Urchin—Abraham was old—Not a hesitation—Abraham complied—Flattered by ObeisanceTyranny..
© Emily Dickinson
Bless God, He Went As Soldiers
147Bless God, he went as soldiers,His musket on his breast—Grant God, he charge the bravestOf all the martial blest!Please God, might I behold himIn..
© Emily Dickinson
You Taught Me Waiting With Myself
740You taught me Waiting with Myself—Appointment strictly kept—You taught me fortitude of Fate—This—also—I have learnt—An Altitude of Death, that..
© Emily Dickinson
I Like A Look Of Agony
241I like a look of Agony,Because I know it's true—Men do not sham Convulsion,Nor simulate, a Throe—The Eyes glaze once—and that is Death—Impossible..
© Emily Dickinson
All Overgrown By Cunning Moss
148All overgrown by cunning moss,All interspersed with weed,The little cage of "Currer Bell"In quiet "Haworth" laid.Gathered from many..
© Emily Dickinson
Apology For Her
852Apology for HerBe rendered by the Bee—Herself, without a ParliamentApology for Me.
© Emily Dickinson
A Solemn Thing&Mdash;It Was&Mdash;I Said
271A solemn thing—it was—I said—A woman—white—to be—And wear—if God should count me fit—Her blameless mystery—A hallowed thing—to drop a lifeInto the..
© Emily Dickinson
The Brain—is Wider Than The Sky
632The Brain—is wider than the Sky—For—put them side by side—The one the other will containWith ease—and You—beside—The Brain is deeper than the..
© Emily Dickinson
Absent Place&Mdash;An April Day
927Absent Place—an April Day—Daffodils a-blowHomesick curiosityTo the Souls that snow—Drift may block within itDeeper than without—Daffodil delight..
© Emily Dickinson
A Science&Mdash;So The Savants Say
100A science—so the Savants say,"Comparative Anatomy"—By which a single bone—Is made a secret to unfoldOf some rare tenant of the mold,Else perished..
© Emily Dickinson
A Wounded Deer&Mdash;Leaps Highest
165A Wounded Deer—leaps highest—I've heard the Hunter tell—'Tis but the Ecstasy of death—And then the Brake is still!The Smitten Rock that gushes!The..
© Emily Dickinson
Angels, In The Early Morning
94Angels, in the early morningMay be seen the Dews among,Stooping—plucking—smiling—flying—Do the Buds to them belong?Angels, when the sun is..
© Emily Dickinson
An Altered Look About The Hills
140An altered look about the hills—A Tyrian light the village fills—A wider sunrise in the morn—A deeper twilight on the lawn—A print of a vermillion..
© Emily Dickinson
A Nearness To Tremendousness
963A nearness to Tremendousness—An Agony procures—Affliction ranges Boundlessness—Vicinity to LawsContentment's quiet Suburb—Affliction cannot stayIn..
© Emily Dickinson
A Toad Can Die Of Light!
A toad can die of light!Death is the common rightOf toads and men,--Of earl and midgeThe privilege.Why swagger then?The gnat's supremacyIs large as..
© Emily Dickinson
I Measure Every Grief I Meet (561)
I measure every Grief I meetWith narrow, probing, Eyes--I wonder if It weighs like Mine--Or has an Easier size.I wonder if They bore it long--Or did..
© Emily Dickinson
I Felt A Funeral, In My Brain (280)
I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,And Mourners to and froKept treading--treading--till it seemedThat Sense was breaking through--And when they all were..
© Emily Dickinson
To Make A Prairie (1755)
To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee,One clover, and a bee.And revery.The revery alone will do,If bees are few.
© Emily Dickinson
Death Is A Dialogue Between
976Death is a Dialogue betweenThe Spirit and the Dust.'Dissolve' says Death—The Spirit 'SirI have another Trust'—Death doubts it—Argues from the..
© Emily Dickinson