Emily Dickinson

(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886 / Amherst / Massachusetts)

A Dying Tiger&Mdash;Moaned For Drink - Poem by Emily Dickinson


A Dying Tiger—moaned for Drink—
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  • Is It Poetry Is It Poetry (6/19/2009 5:03:00 PM)

    It has been awhile, I know Emily.
    To know and stay unknowing,
    mighty sand it drinks it dries it.
    Frantically, held aloft soft palms.
    Once heavy, so helpless, waning.
    Sun grasps tigers soft, last moan.
    How they wonder even when sea,
    in lives wave there deaths abased. (Report) Reply

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  • Adeline Foster Adeline Foster (6/19/2009 4:35:00 PM)

    Sorry fellows, but she meant the balls to be the globes of the eyes—note the immediate reference to the retina. She was looking into them as into a crystal ball. There they saw the saving possibility–water and she. Many of Emily Dickenson’s poems deal with the transitory condition of life. Her mother died in her young childhood; she nursed her father until his death. Her apparent acceptance of these facts and yet a quest to understand is found throughout her writing. The compassion and yet the acceptance is found in this poem. This is a deep traverse into the very essence of her thinking.
    Adeline (Report) Reply

  • Michael Harmon (6/19/2009 3:26:00 PM)

    I am a Dickinson fan. However, would one of those who praised this poem please enlighten us as to its meaning and why they praised it? It would certainly help me to also appreciate it better. :) (Report) Reply

  • Prakasam Kannan (6/19/2009 9:06:00 AM)

    I fully agree with abby (Report) Reply

  • Madeline Arnold (6/19/2009 6:26:00 AM)

    Emily Dickenson was amazing, I take inspiration from her works, which live on through her own death.

    Alice x (Report) Reply

  • Abby Mackaway (6/19/2009 5:36:00 AM)

    I'm not one to be negative, but ummm, what tyhe hell is going on in this one. a strange choice for poem of the day, and a strange poem for such a classic poet.
    With respect,
    Abby (Report) Reply

  • Chris Newlash Chris Newlash (6/19/2009 3:51:00 AM)

    hah! she said balls! lol you guys should read some of my poems: D (Report) Reply

  • Alice Miller (1/11/2009 11:03:00 AM)

    Sheer perfection! Ms. Dickinson adds an unique poem.... to my faves. So glad this was the poem of the day! (Report) Reply

  • Dimitris(Jimmy) Psachos (6/19/2007 9:53:00 AM)

    Struggling for salvation ms Dickinson, an expressive need for....late compassion.Utter delight to explore in the daidalus of her genuine poetic soul, even if this is a small token... (Report) Reply

  • Jon Alan (6/19/2007 12:55:00 AM)

    In her unique style, Ms. Dickinson carries one theme throughout the poem until the last few lines, then delivers the coup de grâce, the twist of fate and intended entendre, as in her poem 'A Drop Fell On The Apple Tree'. (Report) Reply

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