Emily Dickinson

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

Emily Dickinson Poems

1161. By The Sea 1/3/2003
1162. Behind Me Dips Eternity 1/13/2003
1163. Much Madness Is Divinest Sense 1/3/2003
1164. A Poor&Mdash;Torn Heart&Mdash;A Tattered Heart 1/13/2003
1165. Alone, I Cannot Be 1/13/2003
1166. Summer Shower 1/3/2003
1167. Wild Nights! Wild Nights! 12/31/2002
1168. We Grow Accustomed To The Dark 1/3/2003
1169. A Shady Friend For Torrid Days 5/14/2001
1170. I Never Saw A Moor 1/3/2003
1171. A Mien To Move A Queen 1/13/2003
1172. A Still—volcano—life 1/1/2004
1173. After A Hundred Years 5/14/2001
1174. A Moth The Hue Of This 1/13/2003
1175. Bee! I'M Expecting You! 1/13/2003
1176. Afraid! Of Whom Am I Afraid? 1/13/2003
1177. Tell All The Truth 1/3/2003
1178. A Lady Red&Mdash;Amid The Hill 1/13/2003
1179. There Is Another Sky 1/13/2003
1180. A Feather From The Whippoorwill 1/13/2003
1181. Fame Is A Fickle Food (1659) 1/20/2003
1182. As Imperceptibly As Grief 1/13/2003
1183. A Happy Lip&Mdash;Breaks Sudden 1/13/2003
1184. Ah, Moon—and Star! 1/1/2004
1185. A First Mute Coming 1/13/2003
1186. A Little Bread&Mdash;A Crust&Mdash;A Crumb 1/13/2003
1187. A Man May Make A Remark 1/13/2003
1188. A Long, Long Sleep, A Famous Sleep 5/14/2001
1189. A Little Road Not Made Man 5/14/2001
1190. A Little East Of Jordan 1/13/2003
1191. A House Upon The Height 1/13/2003
1192. A Fuzzy Fellow, Without Feet 1/13/2003
1193. After Great Pain, A Formal Feeling Comes 5/14/2001
1194. Death Leaves Us Homesick, Who Behind 1/13/2003
1195. Success Is Counted Sweetest 12/31/2002
1196. A Day! Help! Help! Another Day! 1/13/2003
1197. Ample Make This Bed. 5/14/2001
1198. A Slash Of Blue 1/13/2003
1199. A Darting Fear&Mdash;A Pomp&Mdash;A Tear 1/13/2003
1200. A Doubt If It Be Us 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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    24 person did not like.
Best Poem of Emily Dickinson

A Bird Came Down

A bird came down the walk:
He did not know I saw;
He bit an angle-worm in halves
And ate the fellow, raw.

And then he drank a dew
From a convenient grass,
And then hopped sidewise to the wall
To let a beetle pass.

He glanced with rapid eyes
That hurried all abroad,-
They looked like frightened beads, I thought;
He stirred his velvet head

Like one in danger; cautious,
I offered him a crumb,
And he unrolled his feathers
And rowed him softer home

Than oars divide the ocean,
Too silver for a seam,
Or butterflies, off banks of...

Read the full of A Bird Came Down

I Send Two Sunsets


I send Two Sunsets—
Day and I—in competition ran—
I finished Two—and several Stars—
While He—was making One—

His own was ampler—but as I
Was saying to a friend—
Mine—is the more convenient
To Carry in the Hand—

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