Emily Dickinson

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

The Bee Is Not Afraid Of Me - Poem by Emily Dickinson


The Bee is not afraid of me.
I know the Butterfly.
The pretty people in the Woods
Receive me cordially—

The Brooks laugh louder when I come—
The Breezes madder play;
Wherefore mine eye thy silver mists,
Wherefore, Oh Summer's Day?

Comments about The Bee Is Not Afraid Of Me by Emily Dickinson

  • (7/7/2015 4:02:00 PM)

    This is a delightful poem so full of innocence and vision. (Report) Reply

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  • (5/25/2015 3:19:00 PM)

    I like the brashness and strength of your poetry (Report) Reply

    (7/7/2015 4:04:00 PM)

    Thank you Emily, I will be downloading other poems I have written very soon.

  • (5/25/2014 12:51:00 AM)

    .............oh this is a beautiful write. of summer...loved.. (Report) Reply

  • (4/1/2014 6:38:00 PM)

    ......ohh I love this poem....it is truly a gem.. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

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