Emily Dickinson

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

Emily Dickinson Poems

1001. At Last, To Be Identified! 1/13/2003
1002. Nature The Gentlest Mother Is 1/3/2003
1003. Ambition Cannot Find Him 1/13/2003
1004. Delight Becomes Pictorial 5/14/2001
1005. A Visitor In Marl 1/13/2003
1006. Crisis Is A Hair 1/13/2003
1007. As The Starved Maelstrom Laps The Navies 1/13/2003
1008. Be Mine The Doom&Mdash; 1/13/2003
1009. Delight Is As The Flight 1/13/2003
1010. Color—caste—denomination 1/1/2004
1011. Truth—is As Old As God 1/1/2004
1012. It Feels A Shame To Be Alive 1/13/2003
1013. It Was Given To Me By The Gods 1/13/2003
1014. For Every Bird A Nest 1/13/2003
1015. Did We Disobey Him? 1/13/2003
1016. Doom Is The House Without The Door 1/13/2003
1017. As Far From Pity, As Complaint 1/13/2003
1018. Answer July 1/13/2003
1019. Baffled For Just A Day Or Two 1/13/2003
1020. Defrauded I A Butterfly 1/13/2003
1021. All Circumstances Are The Frame 1/13/2003
1022. Better—than Music! For I—who Heard It 1/1/2004
1023. As Watchers Hang Upon The East 1/13/2003
1024. To Wait An Hour—is Long 1/1/2004
1025. If You Were Coming In The Fall, 5/15/2001
1026. A Tooth Upon Our Peace 1/13/2003
1027. Denial&Mdash;Is The Only Fact 1/13/2003
1028. Sunset At Night—is Natural 1/1/2004
1029. Fitter To See Him, I May Be 1/13/2003
1030. Bless God, He Went As Soldiers 1/13/2003
1031. Train 1/3/2003
1032. Water, Is Taught By Thirst 1/13/2003
1033. For Death—or Rather 1/1/2004
1034. Death Is Potential To That Man 1/13/2003
1035. A Throe Upon The Features 1/13/2003
1036. I Took My Power In My Hand 1/13/2003
1037. Four Trees—upon A Solitary Acre 1/1/2004
1038. Could Live—did Live 1/1/2004
1039. Although I Put Away His Life 1/13/2003
1040. A Great Hope Fell 12/6/2014

Comments about Emily Dickinson

  • Vikram Aarella - The Poem Shooter (6/1/2006 2:46:00 PM)

    It's really amazing the number of poems she has written.

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  • 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

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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