Emily Dickinson

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

Snow Beneath Whose Chilly Softness - Poem by Emily Dickinson

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Snow beneath whose chilly softness
Some that never lay
Make their first Repose this Winter
I admonish Thee

Blanket Wealthier the Neighbor
We so new bestow
Than thine acclimated Creature
Wilt Thou, Austere Snow?

Topic(s) of this poem: snow


Comments about Snow Beneath Whose Chilly Softness by Emily Dickinson

  • Susan Williams (2/1/2016 3:27:00 PM)


    She is so subtle and profound. She does so much with these two short stanzas- she puts our emotions into play with her every word. Snow- -so beautiful, silent and cold. Grief- -death so silent and cold. (Report) Reply

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  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (2/1/2016 2:15:00 AM)


    Superb, a snow all the way..... (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

Poem Edited: Thursday, January 8, 2015


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