Emily Dickinson

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

Emily Dickinson Poems

441. The Dying Need But Little, Dear,-- 5/15/2001
442. The Spirit Is The Conscious Ear 1/13/2003
443. The Zeroes—taught Us—phosphorous 1/1/2004
444. Through The Dark Sod—as Education 1/1/2004
445. On This Wondrous Sea 1/13/2003
446. The Birds Begun At Four O'Clock 1/13/2003
447. Papa Above! 1/13/2003
448. So Bashful When I Spied Her! 1/13/2003
449. I Could Die—to Know 1/1/2004
450. Like Eyes That Looked On Wastes 1/13/2003
451. Heart, Not So Heavy As Mine 1/13/2003
452. Of Bronze—and Blaze 1/1/2004
453. We Don'T Cry—tim And I 1/1/2004
454. She Sped As Petals Of A Rose 1/13/2003
455. The Body Grows Without 1/13/2003
456. So Set Its Sun In Thee 1/13/2003
457. The Lady Feeds Her Little Bird 1/13/2003
458. One Dignity Delays For All 1/13/2003
459. Of Course—i Prayed 1/1/2004
460. It's Coming—the Postponeless Creature 1/1/2004
461. He Told A Homely Tale 1/13/2003
462. How firm Eternity must look 4/6/2016
463. The Color Of A Queen, Is This 1/13/2003
464. I Know Where Wells Grow—droughtless Wells 1/1/2004
465. Myself Was Formed—a Carpenter 1/1/2004
466. What Is— 1/1/2004
467. I Keep My Pledge 1/13/2003
468. Robbed By Death—but That Was Easy 1/1/2004
469. If He Dissolve—then—there Is Nothing 1/1/2004
470. I Think The Hemlock Likes To Stand 1/13/2003
471. The One Who Could Repeat The Summer Day 1/13/2003
472. I Lived On Dread 1/13/2003
473. I Made Slow Riches But My Gain 1/13/2003
474. When Diamonds Are A Legend 1/13/2003
475. They Dropped Like Flakes 5/15/2001
476. Precious To Me—she Still Shall Be 1/1/2004
477. 'Tis So Appalling&Mdash;It Exhilarates 1/13/2003
478. We Cover Thee—sweet Face 1/1/2004
479. The Good Will Of A Flower 1/13/2003
480. It Would Have Starved A Gnat 1/13/2003

Comments about Emily Dickinson

  • Dan Reynolds Dan Reynolds (9/23/2014 7:31:00 AM)

    You show some promise, but the archaic language lets you down. Try to read some good contemporary poets and expand your thoughts without the restriction of form.

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  • S B (5/5/2014 5:39:00 PM)

    classic poems! like her use of vocabulary

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  • El-emma Udofa (4/23/2014 11:19:00 PM)

    Refreshing and mind gripping, it took me on

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  • Sandra Olsen (1/5/2014 1:20:00 AM)

    Emily Dickinson is singularly my favorite poetess.

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  • Sandra Olsen (1/5/2014 1:19:00 AM)

    She is singularly my favorite poetess and always will be!

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  • Selcuk Kuyucak (12/30/2013 8:24:00 PM)

    It's too long to wait for an hour
    If Love is behind it
    It's short to wait for eternity
    If Love is its reward

    This is a re-translation of E D's poem. Do you know the original?

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  • Wahab Abdul Wahab Abdul (12/11/2013 11:58:00 PM)

    Dickinson has critically examined the concept of the poet and poetry in her poems and letters. Emily Dickinson assigns a distinguished place to the poet in the creative process. she calls him a craftsman, a creator, and visionary, she equates the poet’s creation with god’s creation. it is the poet’s creation which makes him immortal. he is a profound seer
    Who tries to resolve the mysteries of life and death.He is like Christ who is totally committed to the cause of humanity.

    For Emily Dickinson, poetry is the store house of thought, poetry is full of possibilities
    because it deals with the known as well as the unknown. It deals not only with the material but also mystical and spiritual. Poetry deals with life of the poet because
    it is the exclusive product of his thoughts. Dickinson uses poetry for the expression of her pains and sufferings which are full of poetic potential. poetry has a divine origin
    because it originates from the soul. ……….Aw

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  • Me Andyou (12/4/2013 7:27:00 AM)

    The poem is called I took one Draught of Life.

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  • Me Andyou (12/4/2013 7:24:00 AM)

    The name of that poem is I took one Draught of Life #1725

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  • Christine Karr (9/3/2013 12:17:00 PM)

    I've looked since high school days for the poem that begins, I took one draft of life - I'll tell you what I paid - precisely and existance, the market price they said. They weighed me dust by dust. They balanced film with film. They handed me my being's worth - a single dram of heaven. If anyone knows the name of that poem or where I might find it, please let me know!

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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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