Emily Dickinson

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

A Bird Came Down - Poem by Emily Dickinson

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 noon,
Leap, splashless, as they swim.

Topic(s) of this poem: bird

Comments about A Bird Came Down by Emily Dickinson

  • (3/7/2018 4:13:00 PM)

    a bird alone performing; is a joy beho
    lden to a watcher of the wild, on any street or path, surely ajoy to last
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  • (2/21/2018 8:45:00 PM)

    'And he unrolled his feathers/And rowed him softer home/Than oars divide the ocean-

    Pure, simple, Shakespearian word magic, without having to slog through the play, entire. Tender. Immortal. No better poetic identification with a fellow creature.
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  • Mahtab Bangalee (2/12/2018 4:55:00 AM)

    O loving living sense is arousing here (Report) Reply

  • (2/7/2018 4:40:00 AM)

    Great poem by Emily Dickson - -beautiful- -divide the ocean- -good imagination (Report) Reply

  • Susette Varga (1/26/2018 3:08:00 PM)

    oops comment below was for your other poem! do not seem to be able to remove it. sory x (Report) Reply

  • Susette Varga (1/26/2018 12:40:00 PM)

    Just beautiful... Love makes no sense but when you find it you just know and you feel it x (Report) Reply

  • (1/10/2018 2:18:00 PM)

    it is best to let you be i really dont know, i do know for a act he is the apple of your eye// i doont expect anyone to change i would never do that // but honestly it would kind of freak me out oh good grief /i dont want everyone marching around angry (Report) Reply

  • (12/2/2017 3:20:00 AM)

    Um...This should be a narrative poem right? (Report) Reply

  • Dr Dillip K Swain (9/26/2017 1:19:00 PM)

    He glanced with rapid eyes..captivating lines...Great write! ! (Report) Reply

  • Subhas Chandra Chakra (9/26/2017 9:31:00 AM)

    Than oars divide the ocean,
    Too silver for a seam,
    Or butterflies, off banks of noon,
    Leap, splashless, as they swim

    Great write, thanks poet.
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  • (6/25/2017 7:57:00 AM)

    Good imagery... nice to read (Report) Reply

  • Akham Nilabirdhwaja Singh (5/21/2017 2:53:00 AM)

    A nice imagery, love this great poem. (Report) Reply

  • (3/7/2017 9:26:00 AM)

    So lyrical and yet lyrically disjointed. What a beautiful poem. (Report) Reply

  • Seamus O Brian (12/22/2016 4:03:00 PM)

    Particularly detailed observations imaginatively contrived and communicated. (Report) Reply

  • Cristobal Benjumea (12/18/2016 2:25:00 PM)

    love love
    love and beauty as necessary as bread (Report) Reply

  • T.j. Span (11/12/2016 10:56:00 PM)

    The jittering observations and then the exiting swoosh...just like a bird.
    Emily shows me how inarticulate my brain is; I can't think how to think until she tells me.
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  • Indira Renganathan (10/18/2016 1:43:00 AM)

    Very very beautiful thoughts resulted in a cute poem strangely without any dash of your style Emily...
    None can go without a like for this kind of work....10
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  • Mohammed Anas Affan (9/22/2016 2:28:00 AM)

    nice written..........a clear poem....thanks for sharing (Report) Reply

  • (7/25/2016 3:57:00 PM)

    One has to know nature to write this well. (Report) Reply

  • Amar Agarwala (5/15/2016 7:27:00 PM)

    Emily Dickinson, had magic in her pen... her verses are charming and they leave the readers spell-bound. I have been greatly inspired by this rather reclusive poetess. According to me, her work is just incredible. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 14, 2001

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 3, 2015

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