Poetry Catalog

At half-past three a single birdUnto a silent skyPropounded but a single termOf cautious melody. At half-past four, experimentHad subjugated test,And lo! her silver principleSupplanted all the rest. At half-past seven, elementNor implement was seen,And place was where the presence was,Circumference between. … [Read more...] about At Half-Past Three A Single Bird, By: Emily Dickinson

Departed to the judgment, A mighty afternoon; Great clouds like ushers leaning, Creation looking on. The flesh surrendered, cancelled, The bodiless begun; Two worlds, like audiences, disperse And leave the soul alone. … [Read more...] about Astra Castra., By: Emily Dickinson

We never know how high we are Till we are called to rise; And then, if we are true to plan, Our statures touch the skies. The heroism we recite Would be a daily thing, Did not ourselves the cubits warp For fear to be a king. … [Read more...] about Aspiration., By: Emily Dickinson

As far from pity as complaint,As cool to speech as stone,As numb to revelationAs if my trade were bone. As far from time as history,As near yourself to-dayAs children to the rainbow's scarf,Or sunset's yellow play To eyelids in the sepulchre.How still the dancer lies,While color's revelations break,And blaze the butterflies! … [Read more...] about Asleep., By: Emily Dickinson

As imperceptibly as griefThe summer lapsed away, --Too imperceptible, at last,To seem like perfidy. A quietness distilled,As twilight long begun,Or Nature, spending with herselfSequestered afternoon. The dusk drew earlier in,The morning foreign shone, --A courteous, yet harrowing grace,As guest who would be gone. And thus, without a wing,Or service of a keel,Our summer … [Read more...] about As Imperceptibly As Grief, By: Emily Dickinson