written by Emily Dickinson"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 Sea
Thunder the Cricket
Nay Nature is Harmony
Nature is what we know
Yet have no art to say
So impotent Our Wisdom is
To her Simplicity.
Emily Dickinson
written by Emily Dickinson, published on Wed 08.08.2007 at 20:37
421
A Charm invests a face
Imperfectly beheld
The Lady date not lift her Veil
For fear it be dispelled
written by Emily Dickinson, published on Wed 08.08.2007 at 12:36
I like to see it lap the miles,
And lick the valleys up,
And stop to feed itself at tanks;
And then, prodigious, step
written by Emily Dickinson, published on Sat 07.28.2007 at 09:09
411
The Color of the Grave is Green
The Outer Grave I mean
You would not know it from the Field
Except it own a Stone
written by Emily Dickinson, published on Fri 07.20.2007 at 23:46
133
As Children bid the Guest "Good Night"
And then reluctant turn
My flowers raise their pretty lips
written by Emily Dickinson, published on Sun 07.15.2007 at 15:48
129
Cocoon above! Cocoon below!
Stealthy Cocoon, why hide you so
What all the world suspect?
An hour, and gay on every tree
written by Emily Dickinson, published on Thu 07.12.2007 at 20:47
416
A Murmur in the Trees to note
Not loud enough for Wind
A Star not far enough to seek
Nor near enough to find
