Emily Dickinson

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

God Made A Little Gentian - Poem by Emily Dickinson

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God made a little Gentian—
It tried—to be a Rose—
And failed—and all the Summer laughed—
But just before the Snows

There rose a Purple Creature—
That ravished all the Hill—
And Summer hid her Forehead—
And Mockery—was still—

The Frosts were her condition—
The Tyrian would not come
Until the North—invoke it—
Creator—Shall I—bloom?


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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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