Emily Dickinson

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

It Bloomed And Dropt, A Single Noon - Poem by Emily Dickinson

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It bloomed and dropt, a Single Noon—
The Flower—distinct and Red—
I, passing, thought another Noon
Another in its stead

Will equal glow, and thought no More
But came another Day
To find the Species disappeared—
The Same Locality—

The Sun in place—no other fraud
On Nature's perfect Sum—
Had I but lingered Yesterday—
Was my retrieveless blame—

Much Flowers of this and further Zones
Have perished in my Hands
For seeking its Resemblance—
But unapproached it stands—

The single Flower of the Earth
That I, in passing by
Unconscious was—Great Nature's Face
Passed infinite by Me—


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  • Gold Star - 14,297 Points * Sunprincess * (4/1/2014 5:25:00 PM)

    .......wish the beautiful flowers would last....enjoyed... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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