Emily Dickinson

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

Emily Dickinson Poems

401. Midsummer, Was It, When They Died 1/13/2003
402. Must Be A Woe 1/13/2003
403. It's Thoughts—and Just One Heart 1/1/2004
404. Of Being Is A Bird 1/13/2003
405. The Good Will Of A Flower 1/13/2003
406. The Chemical Conviction 1/13/2003
407. What Inn Is This 1/13/2003
408. Perhaps You'D Like To Buy A Flower 1/13/2003
409. She Hideth Her The Last 1/13/2003
410. Many Cross The Rhine 1/13/2003
411. The Lonesome For They Know Not What 1/13/2003
412. If What We Could&Mdash;Were What We Would 1/13/2003
413. Perhaps You Think Me Stooping 1/13/2003
414. No Notice Gave She, But A Change 1/13/2003
415. Her&Mdash;"Last Poems" 1/13/2003
416. The Woodpecker 1/3/2003
417. If Blame Be My Side—forfeit Me 1/1/2004
418. If He Were Living—dare I Ask 1/1/2004
419. Papa Above! 1/13/2003
420. Over And Over, Like A Tune 1/13/2003
421. The Power To Be True To You 1/13/2003
422. The Sun Is Gay Or Stark 1/13/2003
423. Many A Phrase Has The English Language 1/13/2003
424. If Any Sink, Assure That This, Now Standing 1/13/2003
425. The Future—never Spoke 1/1/2004
426. Heart, Not So Heavy As Mine 1/13/2003
427. No Rack Can Torture Me 1/13/2003
428. Not In This World To See His Face 5/15/2001
429. She Slept Beneath A Tree 1/13/2003
430. Of Course—i Prayed 1/1/2004
431. I'M Sorry For The Dead—today 1/1/2004
432. We Talked As Girls Do 1/13/2003
433. The Poets Light But Lamps 1/13/2003
434. Precious To Me—she Still Shall Be 1/1/2004
435. In Falling Timbers Buried 1/13/2003
436. Morning—means 1/1/2004
437. We Thirst At First—'Tis Nature's Act 1/1/2004
438. Ideals Are The Fairly Oil 1/13/2003
439. When The Astronomer Stops Seeking 1/13/2003
440. Me, Change! Me, Alter! 1/13/2003

Comments about Emily Dickinson

  • Dana Tyrrell (6/11/2006 8:02:00 PM)

    a truly amazing poet!

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  • Vikram Aarella - The Poem Shooter (6/1/2006 2:46:00 PM)

    It's really amazing the number of poems she has written.

  • Uriah Hamilton (7/12/2005 9:01:00 AM)

    Quietly in her room,
    Emily Dickinson
    created a universe of poetry!

  • Pickled Onion (1/29/2005 6:34:00 AM)

    Your poem reminded me of part of your surname

  • Theodora Onken (1/16/2005 10:33:00 PM)

    I have always loved Emily Dickinson. She was so quiet and introspective, but had such a gentle gift with words. She spent many an Amherst day writing about the things that touched her so much, and of course, the bee, and nature were amongst her favorite topics. Her gift of writing was discovered later, which is a true shame.

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 Send Two Sunsets


I send Two Sunsets—
Day and I—in competition ran—
I finished Two—and several Stars—
While He—was making One—

His own was ampler—but as I
Was saying to a friend—
Mine—is the more convenient
To Carry in the Hand—

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