Emily Dickinson

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

The Sky Is Low, The Clouds Are Mean, - Poem by Emily Dickinson

The sky is low, the clouds are mean,
A travelling flake of snow
Across a barn or through a rut
Debates if it will go.

A narrow wind complains all day
How some one treated him;
Nature, like us, is sometimes caught
Without her diadem.


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  • (6/10/2016 11:03:00 AM)


    .........a beautiful simile and reflections of nature ★ (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 15, 2001

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 15, 2001


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