Emily Dickinson

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

The Railway Train - 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 the hill

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


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  • (2/6/2018 11:00:00 AM)


    Reminds me of my adoption day. (*^_^*) (Report) Reply

  • (1/18/2018 11:25:00 AM)


    This poem is extremely poetic and it has a good sense of a railroad symbolyzing life. I may not be that helpful but im only 12 also im in school ;) (Report) Reply

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    (2/6/2018 11:02:00 AM)

    I am only 12. I am in middle school and even I know the good thing about a bad thing is there is something to take away from it.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004



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