Emily Dickinson

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

I Like To See It Lap The Miles,

Poem by Emily Dickinson

I like to see it lap the miles,
And lick the valleys up,
And stop to feed itself at tanks;
And then, prodigious, step

Around a pile of mountains,
And, supercilious, peer
In shanties by the sides of roads;
And then a quarry pare

To fit its sides, and crawl between,
Complaining all the while
In horrid, hooting stanza;
Then chase itself down hill

And neigh like Boanerges;
Then, punctual as a star,
Stop--docile and omnipotent--
At its own stable door.


Comments about I Like To See It Lap The Miles, by Emily Dickinson

  • Cayley (5/15/2019 12:17:00 AM)

    I like this poem it talks so calm and harsh and has so much
    by passion about this horse.Already ReportedReply

    Alexandr1972(11/4/2019 1:56:00 PM)

    are you so insane

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  • * Sunprincess * (6/15/2016 12:46:00 PM)

    .............intriguing, the poem titled train is identical.....I feel train is a better title,
    simply because it brought the metaphor alive ★(Report)Reply

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  • * Sunprincess * (9/26/2015 9:03:00 PM)

    .....great vocabulary★(Report)Reply

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  • Rebekah J (5/5/2008 9:48:00 PM)

    I like this poem, but it's hard to understand.(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 15, 2001



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