Emily Dickinson

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

Emily Dickinson Poems

1161. Apparently With No Surprise 1/3/2003
1162. A Route Of Evanescence 1/3/2003
1163. A Murmur In The Trees&Mdash;To Note 1/13/2003
1164. A Wounded Deer&Mdash;Leaps Highest 1/13/2003
1165. Bee! I'M Expecting You! 1/13/2003
1166. A Little East Of Jordan 1/13/2003
1167. By The Sea 1/3/2003
1168. A Feather From The Whippoorwill 1/13/2003
1169. A Poor&Mdash;Torn Heart&Mdash;A Tattered Heart 1/13/2003
1170. A Lady Red&Mdash;Amid The Hill 1/13/2003
1171. A Man May Make A Remark 1/13/2003
1172. We Grow Accustomed To The Dark 1/3/2003
1173. Fame Is A Fickle Food (1659) 1/20/2003
1174. A Shady Friend For Torrid Days 5/14/2001
1175. Alone, I Cannot Be 1/13/2003
1176. I Never Saw A Moor 1/3/2003
1177. A Mien To Move A Queen 1/13/2003
1178. A Something In A Summer's Day 1/13/2003
1179. Wild Nights! Wild Nights! 12/31/2002
1180. Afraid! Of Whom Am I Afraid? 1/13/2003
1181. A Fuzzy Fellow, Without Feet 1/13/2003
1182. A Little Road Not Made Man 5/14/2001
1183. A Little Bread&Mdash;A Crust&Mdash;A Crumb 1/13/2003
1184. A Moth The Hue Of This 1/13/2003
1185. Tell All The Truth 1/3/2003
1186. After A Hundred Years 5/14/2001
1187. A House Upon The Height 1/13/2003
1188. A Happy Lip&Mdash;Breaks Sudden 1/13/2003
1189. There Is Another Sky 1/13/2003
1190. After Great Pain, A Formal Feeling Comes 5/14/2001
1191. As Imperceptibly As Grief 1/13/2003
1192. A Long, Long Sleep, A Famous Sleep 5/14/2001
1193. A Slash Of Blue 1/13/2003
1194. Ah, Moon—and Star! 1/1/2004
1195. A Doubt If It Be Us 1/13/2003
1196. Death Leaves Us Homesick, Who Behind 1/13/2003
1197. A Day! Help! Help! Another Day! 1/13/2003
1198. Ample Make This Bed. 5/14/2001
1199. Success Is Counted Sweetest 12/31/2002
1200. I Died For Beauty 1/3/2003

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 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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