Emily Dickinson

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

The Guest Is Gold And Crimson - Poem by Emily Dickinson


The Guest is gold and crimson—
An Opal guest and gray—
Of Ermine is his doublet—
His Capuchin gay—

He reaches town at nightfall—
He stops at every door—
Who looks for him at morning
I pray him too—explore
The Lark's pure territory—
Or the Lapwing's shore!

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

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