Emily Dickinson

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

It's Like The Light, -- - Poem by Emily Dickinson

It's like the light, --
A fashionless delight
It's like the bee, --
A dateless melody.

It's like the woods,
Private like breeze,
Phraseless, yet it stirs
The proudest trees.

It's like the morning, --
Best when it's done, --
The everlasting clocks
Chime noon.


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  • * Sunprincess * (6/6/2016 4:53:00 PM)

    .....the light, the bee and the morning are beautiful similes ★ (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 15, 2001

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 15, 2001


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