Emily Dickinson

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

A Feather From The Whippoorwill - Poem by Emily Dickinson


A feather from the Whippoorwill
That everlasting—sings!
Whose galleries—are Sunrise—
Whose Opera—the Springs—
Whose Emerald Nest the Ages spin
Of mellow—murmuring thread—
Whose Beryl Egg, what Schoolboys hunt
In "Recess"—Overhead!

Comments about A Feather From The Whippoorwill by Emily Dickinson

  • Rookie - 187 Points Angelina Holmes (5/4/2014 8:17:00 AM)

    Funny. I like this one! ! (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 36,460 Points * Sunprincess * (4/29/2014 9:58:00 PM)

    ..........i love poems about the whippoorwills...so beautiful.. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 36,460 Points * Sunprincess * (3/30/2014 7:30:00 PM)

    .....another great bird poem...and a special tribute to the whippoorwill...enjoyed... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

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