Dictionary Poems

I CANNOT tell you now; When the wind’s drive and whirl Blow me along no longer, And the wind’s a whisper at last–Maybe I’ll tell you then– some other time. When the rose’s flash to the sunset Reels to the rack and the twist, And the rose is a red bygone, When the face I … Continued

Going to heaven!I don’t know when,Pray do not ask me how, —Indeed, I ‘m too astonishedTo think of answering you!Going to heaven! —How dim it sounds!And yet it will be doneAs sure as flocks go home at nightUnto the shepherd’s arm! Perhaps you ‘re going too!Who knows?If you should get there first,Save just a little … Continued

Deeming that I was due to dieI framed myself a coffin;So full of graveyard zeal was I,I set the folks a-laughing.I made it snugly to my fit,My joinering was honest;And sometimes in it I would sit,And fancy I was non est. I stored it on my cabin shelfForever to remind me,When I was tickled with … Continued

Pink, small, and punctual,Aromatic, low,Covert in April,Candid in May, Dear to the moss,Known by the knoll,Next to the robinIn every human soul. Bold little beauty,Bedecked with thee,Nature forswearsAntiquity. – MAY-FLOWER – Pink, small, and punctual by Emily Dickinson

How happy is the little stoneThat rambles in the road alone,And doesn’t care about careers,And exigencies never fears;Whose coat of elemental brownA passing universe put on;And independent as the sun,Associates or glows alone,Fulfilling absolute decreeIn casual simplicity. – SIMPLICITY – How happy is the little stone by Emily Dickinson

Birds’ love and birds’ song ; ; Flying here and there,Birds’ song and birds’ love ; ; And you with gold for hair!Birds’ song and birds’ love ; ; Passing with the weather,Men’s song and men’s love, ; ; To love once and forever. Men’s love and birds’ love, ; ; And women’s love and … Continued

They thought I’d be a champion; They boasted loud of me.A dozen victories I’d won, The Press was proud of me.I saw myself with glory crowned, And would, beyond a doubt,Till last night in the second round A Dago knocked me out. It must have been an accident; I cannot understand.For I was so damn … Continued

Life and Thought have gone awaySide by side,Leaving door and windows wide.Careless tenants they! All within is dark as night:In the windows is no light;And no murmur at the door,So frequent on its hinge before. Close the door; the shutters close;Or through the windows we shall seeThe nakedness and vacancyOf the dark deserted house. Come … Continued

TWICE or thrice had I loved thee, Before I knew thy face or name ; So in a voice, so in a shapeless flameAngels affect us oft, and worshipp’d be. Still when, to where thou wert, I came,Some lovely glorious nothing did I see. But since my soul, whose child love is,Takes limbs of flesh, … Continued

To hear an oriole singMay be a common thing,Or only a divine. It is not of the birdWho sings the same, unheard,As unto crowd. The fashion of the earAttireth that it hearIn dun or fair. So whether it be rune,Or whether it be none,Is of within; The tune is in the tree,The sceptic showeth me;No, … Continued