Emily Dickinson

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

Don'T Put Up My Thread And Needle - Poem by Emily Dickinson

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Don't put up my Thread and Needle—
I'll begin to Sew
When the Birds begin to whistle—
Better Stitches—so—

These were bent—my sight got crooked—
When my mind—is plain
I'll do seams—a Queen's endeavor
Would not blush to own—

Hems—too fine for Lady's tracing
To the sightless Knot—
Tucks—of dainty interspersion—
Like a dotted Dot—

Leave my Needle in the furrow—
Where I put it down—
I can make the zigzag stitches
Straight—when I am strong—

Till then—dreaming I am sewing
Fetch the seam I missed—
Closer—so I—at my sleeping—
Still surmise I stitch—


Comments about Don'T Put Up My Thread And Needle by Emily Dickinson

  • Aries Profanisaurus (10/18/2014 3:11:00 AM)


    Very nice. Sewing can be quite fun, depending on the stitches. (Report) Reply

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  • Aries Profanisaurus (10/18/2014 3:10:00 AM)


    Very nice. Sewing can be quite fun, depending on the stitches. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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