Emily Dickinson

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

Emily Dickinson Poems

841. Sown In Dishonor 1/13/2003
842. Sweet—you Forgot—but I Remembered 1/1/2004
843. Inconceivably Solemn! 1/13/2003
844. Strong Draughts Of Their Refreshing Minds 1/13/2003
845. Give Little Anguish 1/13/2003
846. My Friend Must Be A Bird 1/13/2003
847. I Hide Myself Within My Flower 1/13/2003
848. 'Twas Just This Time, Last Year, I Died 1/13/2003
849. Teach Him—when He Makes The Names 1/1/2004
850. I Stepped From Plank To Plank 5/15/2001
851. I Cannot Dance Upon My Toes 1/13/2003
852. I Felt A Cleaving In My Mind 5/15/2001
853. A lane of Yellow led the eye 9/7/2015
854. Take Your Heaven Further On 1/13/2003
855. She Dealt Her Pretty Words Like Blades 1/13/2003
856. The Chariot 4/28/2011
857. Dropped Into The Ether Acre 1/13/2003
858. Is It Dead—find It 1/1/2004
859. You Constituted Time 1/13/2003
860. Nature Rarer Uses Yellow 5/15/2001
861. From Us She Wandered Now A Year 1/13/2003
862. My Life Had Stood 1/3/2003
863. 'Twas Like A Maelstrom, With A Notch 1/13/2003
864. I'M Sorry For The Dead—today 1/1/2004
865. I'M The Little 1/1/2004
866. 'Twas Love—not Me 1/1/2004
867. Is It True, Dear Sue? 1/13/2003
868. Fame Of Myself, To Justify 1/13/2003
869. Twas Such A Little—little Boat 1/1/2004
870. Such Is The Force Of Happiness 1/13/2003
871. work For Immortality 1/1/2004
872. One Need Not Be A Chamber To Be Haunted, 5/15/2001
873. In Winter In My Room 1/13/2003
874. Split The Lark&Mdash;And You'Ll Find The Music 1/13/2003
875. If I Could Bribe Them By A Rose 1/13/2003
876. Experience Is The Angled Road 1/13/2003
877. I Reason, Earth Is Short 1/13/2003
878. It Troubled Me As Once I Was 1/13/2003
879. Soto! Explore Thyself! 1/13/2003
880. You Love The Lord—you Cannot See 1/1/2004

Comments about Emily Dickinson

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

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

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

    Your poem reminded me of part of your surname

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  • 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.

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    24 person did not like.
Best Poem of Emily Dickinson

"Faith" Is A Fine Invention

185

"Faith" is a fine invention
When Gentlemen can see—
But Microscopes are prudent
In an Emergency.

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And This Of All My Hopes

913

And this of all my Hopes
This, is the silent end
Bountiful colored, my Morning rose
Early and sere, its end

Never Bud from a Stem
Stepped with so gay a Foot
Never a Worm so confident
Bored at so brave a Root

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