Emily Dickinson

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

Emily Dickinson Poems

801. Within My Garden, Rides A Bird 1/13/2003
802. The Admirations—and Contempts—of Time 1/1/2004
803. 'Twas The Old—road—through Pain 1/1/2004
804. Under The Light, Yet Under 1/13/2003
805. That First Day, When You Praised Me, Sweet 1/13/2003
806. The Angle Of A Landscape 1/13/2003
807. To Venerate The Simple Days 1/13/2003
808. One Sister Have I In Our House 1/13/2003
809. I'M The Little 1/1/2004
810. Soul, Wilt Thou Toss Again? 1/13/2003
811. To Fight Aloud, Is Very Brave 1/13/2003
812. Impossibility, Like Wine 1/13/2003
813. To This World She Returned 1/13/2003
814. This Quiet Dust Was Gentlemen And Ladies 1/3/2003
815. In Lands I Never Saw—they Say 1/1/2004
816. I Stepped From Plank To Plank 5/15/2001
817. I Should Not Dare To Leave My Friend 1/13/2003
818. I Held A Jewel In My Fingers 1/13/2003
819. The Last Night That She Lived 1/13/2003
820. You Said That I 1/1/2004
821. Sown In Dishonor 1/13/2003
822. It Will Be Summer—eventually 1/1/2004
823. I Felt A Cleaving In My Mind 5/15/2001
824. The Chariot 4/28/2011
825. Give Little Anguish 1/13/2003
826. 'Twas Just This Time, Last Year, I Died 1/13/2003
827. They Say That 'Time Assuages, 5/15/2001
828. How Fortunate The Grave 1/13/2003
829. The First Day's Night Had Come 1/13/2003
830. Take Your Heaven Further On 1/13/2003
831. To Own The Art Within The Soul 1/13/2003
832. My Friend Must Be A Bird 1/13/2003
833. Home 1/3/2003
834. Triumph—may Be Of Several Kinds 1/1/2004
835. I Dreaded That First Robin, So 1/13/2003
836. Talk With Prudence To A Beggar 1/13/2003
837. You Constituted Time 1/13/2003
838. To Lose Thee 11/21/2014
839. Escaping Backward To Perceive 1/13/2003
840. The Brain&Mdash;Is Wider Than The Sky 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 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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