Emily Dickinson

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

Emily Dickinson Poems

1. It sounded as if the Streets were running 4/21/2015
2. Silence is all we dread 4/24/2015
3. The inundation of the Spring 5/5/2015
4. If Ever The Lid Gets Off My Head 5/12/2015
5. The Work Of Her That Went 5/13/2015
6. And with what body do they come 5/21/2015
7. Mine enemy is growing old 5/29/2015
8. The Mushroom is the Elf of Plants 6/18/2015
9. It stole along so stealthy 6/25/2015
10. His voice decrepit was with Joy 9/2/2015
11. Of Yellow was the outer Sky 9/7/2015
12. The Face we choose to miss 9/11/2015
13. STEP lightly on this narrow spot 10/20/2015
14. Growth of Man - like Growth of Nature 11/20/2015
15. Judgment is justest 12/2/2015
16. Remembrance has a Rear and Front 12/29/2015
17. The Hills erect their Purple Heads 1/30/2016
18. Oh Shadow on the Grass 2/8/2016
19. Revolution is the Pod 2/13/2016
20. Not any sunny tone 2/18/2016
21. Warm in her Hand these accents lie 2/18/2016
22. Let me not mar that perfect Dream 3/11/2016
23. Of so divine a Loss 3/30/2016
24. Could mortal lip divine 3/30/2016
25. The Beggar at the Door for Fame 4/8/2016
26. The Clover's simple Fame 4/8/2016
27. How Human Nature dotes 4/21/2016
28. Speech is one symptom of Affection 7/11/2016
29. Down Time's quaint stream 7/12/2016
30. 'Tomorrow' - whose location 7/20/2016
31. A train went through a burial gate 7/22/2016
32. I thought the Train would never come 7/22/2016
33. Hope is a strange invention 7/26/2016
34. Best Witchcraft is Geometry 8/4/2016
35. Praise it - 'tis dead - 6/7/2016
36. By homely gift and hindered Words 4/15/2016
37. These Fevered Days - to take them to the Forest 2/11/2016
38. The Devil - had he fidelity 3/30/2016
39. On my volcano grows the Grass 12/10/2015
40. The reticent volcano keeps 12/11/2015

Comments about Emily Dickinson

  • Jeremy Minton (2/23/2018 10:21:00 PM)

    This dosent make sense, but I'm sad about her death: (#RESTINPEACETOEMILY

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  • Ms.Margret Shildron the miss (2/12/2018 8:56:00 AM)

    Emily sounds like a lost child en the woods (simarl to lilttle red riding hood; or could be amuzment of the thust breeze blowing of emily and friends of hair chasing en the winds thanks be to........

  • A. T. (1/30/2018 5:37:00 PM)

    Emily Dickinson was very unusual

  • Billy Bob Joe (1/10/2018 3:06:00 PM)

    Your poems make me feel like i'm doing a somersault! ! !

  • Amanda (1/9/2018 8:21:00 PM)

    You make a lot of poems and I wish I was you.

  • Cringey Boi (12/21/2017 3:05:00 PM)

    Almost as great of a poet as Jake Paul just kidding Jake Paul is way better.

  • Steve K. (12/16/2017 2:55:00 PM)


  • Aruna (12/8/2017 8:14:00 AM)

    Closer to me

  • Mayssa (12/5/2017 5:12:00 AM)

    She is a great poet

  • Emily Durgin (11/28/2017 2:07:00 PM)

    She is a great poet! And we share a first name!

Best Poem of Emily Dickinson

Hope Is The Thing With Feathers

'Hope' is the thing with feathers—
That perches in the soul—
And sings the tune without the words—
And never stops—at all—

And sweetest—in the Gale—is heard—
And sore must be the storm—
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm—

I've heard it in the chillest land—
And on the strangest Sea—
Yet, never, in Extremity,
It asked a crumb—of Me.

Read the full of Hope Is The Thing With Feathers

I Died For Beauty

I died for beauty, but was scarce
Adjusted in the tomb,
When one who died for truth was lain
In an adjoining room.

He questioned softly why I failed?
"For beauty," I replied.
"And I for truth - the two are one;
We brethren are," he said.

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