Emily Dickinson

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

A Shady Friend For Torrid Days - Poem by Emily Dickinson

A shady friend for torrid days
Is easier to find
Than one of higher temperature
For frigid hour of mind.

The vane a little to the east
Scares muslin souls away;
If broadcloth breasts are firmer
Than those of organdy,

Who is to blame? The weaver?
Ah! the bewildering thread!
The tapestries of paradise!
So notelessly are made!


Comments about A Shady Friend For Torrid Days by Emily Dickinson

  • Rookie - 175 Points Angelina Holmes (5/5/2014 7:18:00 PM)

    I agree Lydia! She uses punctuation in such a musical manner! (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Lydia Eby (3/30/2006 3:12:00 PM)

    Again, the punctuation means just as much as the words do to a poem. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 14, 2001



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