Emily Dickinson

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

Emily Dickinson Poems

921. Sweet&Mdash;Safe&Mdash;Houses 1/13/2003
922. I Many Times Thought Peace Had Come 1/13/2003
923. Conscious Am I In My Chamber 1/13/2003
924. Doubt Me! My Dim Companion! 1/13/2003
925. Dying! To Be Afraid Of Thee 1/13/2003
926. Spring Is The Period 1/13/2003
927. Deprived Of Other Banquet 1/13/2003
928. Expectation—is Contentment 1/1/2004
929. You See I Cannot See—your Lifetime 1/1/2004
930. Two Butterflies Went Out At Noon 5/15/2001
931. Except The Heaven Had Come So Near 1/13/2003
932. Fairer Through Fading—as The Day 1/1/2004
933. Arcturus 1/1/2004
934. It Makes No Difference Abroad 1/13/2003
935. 'Twas Warm—at First—like Us 1/1/2004
936. Suspense—is Hostiler Than Death 1/1/2004
937. Exclusion (The Soul Selects Her Own Society) 1/1/2004
938. Distrustful Of The Gentian 1/13/2003
939. It Was Not Death, For I Stood Up, 5/15/2001
940. The Bee Is Not Afraid Of Me 1/13/2003
941. Artists Wrestled Here! 1/13/2003
942. For This—accepted Breath 1/1/2004
943. Heart, We Will Forget Him 1/3/2003
944. Except To Heaven, She Is Nought 1/13/2003
945. Such Is The Force Of Happiness 1/13/2003
946. Further In Summer Than The Birds 1/13/2003
947. Struck, Was I, Not Yet By Lightning 1/13/2003
948. Could I—then—shut The Door 1/1/2004
949. Some Keep The Sabbath Going To Church 1/3/2003
950. Could—i Do More—for Thee 1/1/2004
951. Truth—is As Old As God 1/1/2004
952. Endow The Living—with The Tears 1/1/2004
953. The Brain Within It's Groove 12/31/2002
954. Each Second Is The Last 1/13/2003
955. The Bustle In A House 12/31/2002
956. 'Tis So Much Joy! 1/13/2003
957. Did You Ever Stand In A Cavern's Mouth 1/13/2003
958. Flowers—well—if Anybody 1/1/2004
959. As Children Bid The Guest "Good Night" 1/13/2003
960. Forever At His Side To Walk 1/13/2003

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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Best Poem of Emily Dickinson

"Why Do I Love" You, Sir?


"Why do I love" You, Sir?
The Wind does not require the Grass
To answer—Wherefore when He pass
She cannot keep Her place.

Because He knows—and
Do not You—
And We know not—
Enough for Us
The Wisdom it be so—

The Lightning—never asked an Eye
Wherefore it shut—when He was by—
Because He knows it cannot speak—
And reasons not contained—
—Of Talk—
There be—preferred by Daintier Folk—

The Sunrise—Sire—compelleth ...

Read the full of "Why Do I Love" You, Sir?

And This Of All My Hopes


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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