Emily Dickinson

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

Emily Dickinson Poems

721. Rest At Night 1/13/2003
722. I Meant To Find Her When I Came 1/13/2003
723. If Those I Loved Were Lost 1/13/2003
724. Going To Heaven! 1/13/2003
725. This Consciousness That Is Aware 1/13/2003
726. I'M "Wife"&Mdash;I'Ve Finished That 1/13/2003
727. The Soul Has Bandaged Moments 1/13/2003
728. Sic Transit Gloria Mundi 1/13/2003
729. The Definition Of Beauty Is 1/13/2003
730. Safe In Their Alabaster Chambers, 5/15/2001
731. She Rose To His Requirement 1/13/2003
732. The Daisy Follows Soft The Sun 1/13/2003
733. I Had Not Minded—walls 1/1/2004
734. Her Breast Is Fit For Pearls 1/13/2003
735. They Shut Me Up In Prose 1/3/2003
736. Given In Marriage Unto Thee 1/13/2003
737. I Stepped From Plank To Plank 5/15/2001
738. The Moon Was But A Chin Of Gold 1/13/2003
739. I Dreaded That First Robin, So 1/13/2003
740. Me From Myself—to Banish 1/1/2004
741. How Many Flowers Fail In Wood 1/13/2003
742. You Cannot Put A Fire Out 1/13/2003
743. Unto Like Story—trouble Has Enticed Me 1/1/2004
744. I Felt My Life With Both My Hands 1/13/2003
745. I Had Been Hungry All The Years- 5/15/2001
746. Going To Him! Happy Letter! Tell Him-- 5/14/2001
747. The First Day's Night Had Come 1/13/2003
748. To Lose Thee 11/21/2014
749. I Would Not Paint—a Picture 1/1/2004
750. Two—were Immortal Twice 1/1/2004
751. I Had A Guinea Golden 1/13/2003
752. If I Could Bribe Them By A Rose 1/13/2003
753. In Ebon Box, When Years Have Flown 1/13/2003
754. A Little Dog That Wags His Tail 1/6/2015
755. I Shall Know Why—when Time Is Over 1/1/2004
756. I'M The Little "Heart's Ease" 1/13/2003
757. With Thee, In The Desert 1/13/2003
758. This Was A Poet&Mdash;It Is That 1/13/2003
759. How Fortunate The Grave 1/13/2003
760. I'M Ceded—i'Ve Stopped Being Theirs 1/1/2004

Comments about Emily Dickinson

  • p.a. noushad p.a. noushad (7/14/2008 3:54:00 AM)

    a gentle voice with a philosophy of life.

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  • Rosa Jamali (6/1/2008 2:30:00 PM)

    Philosophy and thoughts coming through poetry, so precious, the way she treats the words with a gentle decent vioce..

  • okeydokey #3 (1/14/2008 3:23:00 AM)

    ...she is...my all time favorite...there was nobody...ever...that was better suited to write poetry...she is freaking amazing...

  • Kristyn Sommers (10/13/2007 3:06:00 PM)

    Woah she looks like a dude!

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

    a truly amazing poet!

  • 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 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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