The Sky is low –
the Clouds are mean.
A Travelling Flake
of Snow
Across a Barn
or through a Rut
Debates if it will go –
A Narrow Wind
complains all Day
How some one treated
him
Nature, like Us
is sometimes caught
Without her
Diadem –
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Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)
[Poem is in the public domain worldwide]
Emily Dickinson biography
While comparing online versions of this poem, I found a site called Early Women Masters," which contains it in a series called "Emily Dickinson's Nature Mysticism". Two versions of the poem are printed: one formatted as standard common measure, as in most versions of Dickinson; and the second, formatted as above, and entitled, "an original manuscript version
ReplyDeletewithout editing or imposed lineation". I used the second, as it shows an experimental side to Dickinson's 'lineation' that is new to me and, I hope, something new I can bring to the reader.
The Early Women Masters versions of the poem can be found at: http://www.earlywomenmasters.net/dickinson/ed_1075/index.html
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