Further In Summer Than The Birds Poem by Emily Dickinson
Further In Summer Than The Birds
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Further in Summer than the Birds
Pathetic from the Grass
A minor Nation celebrates
Its unobtrusive Mass.
No Ordinance be seen
So gradual the Grace
A pensive Custom it becomes
Enlarging Loneliness.
Antiquest felt at Noon
When August burning low
Arise this spectral Canticle
Repose to typify
Remit as yet no Grace
No Furrow on the Glow
Yet a Druidic Difference
Enhances Nature now
.........speechless....this poem is so different than her other writes ★
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12/9/2024 10:09:25 PM # 1.0.0
It's something usual in Emely Dickinson's poem writing. Along with short lines, loss of punctuation and dashes at the end of a line she uses some pyrrhics and trochees. Another thing is that it is one of her nature poems that she relates to religion, themes as death, beauty and immortality in the focus of the natural world.