Emily Dickinson

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

I Know A Place Where Summer Strives - Poem by Emily Dickinson

I know a place where summer strives
With such a practised frost,
She each year leads her daisies back,
Recording briefly, 'Lost.'

But when the south wind stirs the pools
And struggles in the lanes,
Her heart misgives her for her vow,
And she pours soft refrains

Into the lap of adamant,
And spices, and the dew,
That stiffens quietly to quartz
Upon her amber shoe.

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  • Gold Star - 36,330 Points * Sunprincess * (9/25/2015 11:56:00 PM)

    ..............beautiful poem with a beautiful rhythm ★ (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 15, 2001

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