Emily Dickinson

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

All These My Banners Be - Poem by Emily Dickinson

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All these my banners be.
I sow my pageantry
In May—
It rises train by train—
Then sleeps in state again—
My chancel—all the plain
Today.

To lose—if one can find again—
To miss—if one shall meet—
The Burglar cannot rob—then—
The Broker cannot cheat.
So build the hillocks gaily
Thou little spade of mine
Leaving nooks for Daisy
And for Columbine—
You and I the secret
Of the Crocus know—
Let us chant it softly—
"There is no more snow!"

To him who keeps an Orchis' heart—
The swamps are pink with June.


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  • Rookie - 169 Points Angelina Holmes (5/6/2014 7:32:00 AM)

    Such a nice poem. Love it very much :) (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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