Poems by Author

Poems by - Emily Dickinson

Hope is the thing with feathers

By Emily Dickinson

Sweet is the swamp with its secrets

By Emily Dickinson

Dare you see a soul at the white heat?

By Emily Dickinson

Could I but ride indefinite

By Emily Dickinson

Who never lost, are unprepared

By Emily Dickinson

The moon was but a chin of gold

By Emily Dickinson

I can wade grief

By Emily Dickinson

The bat is dun with wrinkled wings

By Emily Dickinson

I never hear the word "escape"

By Emily Dickinson

You've seen balloons set, haven't you?

By Emily Dickinson

For each ecstatic instant

By Emily Dickinson

The cricket sang

By Emily Dickinson

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