Emily Dickinson

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

If You Were Coming In The Fall, - Poem by Emily Dickinson

If you were coming in the fall,
I'd brush the summer by
With half a smile and half a spum,
As housewives do a fly.

If I could see you in a year,
I'd wind the months in balls,
And put them each in separate drawers,
Until their time befalls.

If only centuries delayed,
I'd count them on my hand,
Subtracting till my fingers dropped
Into Van Diemen's land.

If certain, when this life was out,
That yours and mine should be,
I'd toss it yonder like a rind,
And taste eternity.

But now, all ignorant of the length
Of time's uncertain wing,
It goads me, like the goblin bee,
That will not state its sting.

Comments about If You Were Coming In The Fall, by Emily Dickinson

  • Rookie Heidi Wilde (12/4/2009 10:05:00 PM)

    'With half a smile and half a spum' should be 'With half a smile and half a spurn'. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 15, 2001

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 15, 2001

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