Friday, April 4, 2014

Some poetry by Emily Dickinson

I’m Nobody! Who are you?
Are you — Nobody — Too?
Then there’s a pair of us!
Don’t tell! They’d banish us — you know!

How dreary — to be — Somebody!
How public — like a Frog —
To tell one’s name — the livelong June —
To an admiring Bog!
(c. 1861) 

A word is dead
When it is said,
Some say.

I say it just
Begins to live
That day.
(c. 1872)

To see her is a Picture --
To hear her is a Tune --
To know her an Intemperance
As innocent as June --
To know her not -- Affliction --
To own her for a Friend
A warmth as near as if the Sun
Were shining in your Hand.
(c. 1883)

To see the Summer Sky
Is Poetry, though never in a book it lie --
True Poems flee --
(c. 1879)

Have a great weekend!


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  2. Wow, I had no idea she wrote poems like that. They're so playful, like something you'd imagine Dr. Seuss would write. Thanks for sharing!

  3. I love poetry. I post some on my blog, but sometimes I do feel like I'll write something that only I can understand, you know?