Poems begining by T
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The morns are meeker than they were
© Emily Dickinson
The morns are meeker than they were --
The nuts are getting brown --
The berry's cheek is plumper --
The Rose is out of town.
'Twas just this time, last year, I died.
© Emily Dickinson
'Twas just this time, last year, I died.
I know I heard the Corn,
When I was carried by the Farms --
It had the Tassels on --
The only Ghost I ever saw
© Emily Dickinson
The only Ghost I ever saw
Was dressed in Mechlin -- so --
He wore no sandal on his foot --
And stepped like flakes of snow --
The Moon was but a Chin of Gold
© Emily Dickinson
The Moon was but a Chin of Gold
A Night or two ago --
And now she turns Her perfect Face
Upon the World below --
That after Horror -- that 'twas us
© Emily Dickinson
That after Horror -- that 'twas us --
That passed the mouldering Pier --
Just as the Granite Crumb let go --
Our Savior, by a Hair --
The Guest is gold and crimson
© Emily Dickinson
The Guest is gold and crimson --
An Opal guest and gray --
Of Ermine is his doublet --
His Capuchin gay --
To see the Summer Sky
© Emily Dickinson
To see the Summer Sky
Is Poetry, though never in a Book it lie --
True Poems flee --
This World is not Conclusion.
© Emily Dickinson
This World is not Conclusion.
A Species stands beyond --
Invisible, as Music --
But positive, as Sound --
The Bustle in a House
© Emily Dickinson
The Bustle in a House
The Morning after Death
Is solemnest of industries
Enacted upon Earth --
There is a word
© Emily Dickinson
There is a word
Which bears a sword
Can pierce an armed man --
It hurls its barbed syllables
There's a certain Slant of light,
© Emily Dickinson
There's a certain Slant of light,
Winter Afternoons --
That oppresses, like the Heft
Of Cathedral Tunes --
This is my letter to the World
© Emily Dickinson
This is my letter to the World
That never wrote to Me --
The simple News that Nature told --
With tender Majesty
There is a solitude of space
© Emily Dickinson
There is a solitude of space
A solitude of sea
A solitude of death, but these
Society shall be
There's been a Death, in the Opposite House,
© Emily Dickinson
There's been a Death, in the Opposite House,
As lately as Today --
I know it, by the numb look
Such Houses have -- alway --
The Soul selects her own Society
© Emily Dickinson
The Soul selects her own Society --
Then -- shuts the Door --
To her divine Majority --
Present no more --
The Red -- Blaze -- is the Morning
© Emily Dickinson
The Red -- Blaze -- is the Morning --
The Violet -- is Noon --
The Yellow -- Day -- is falling --
And after that -- is none --
Tell all the Truth but tell it slant --
© Emily Dickinson
Tell all the Truth but tell it slant --
Success in Circuit lies
Too bright for our infirm Delight
The Truth's superb surprise
Through the Dark Sod -- as Education
© Emily Dickinson
Through the Dark Sod -- as Education --
The Lily passes sure --
Feels her white foot -- no trepidation --
Her faith -- no fear --
The Brain -- is wider than the Sky --
© Emily Dickinson
The Brain -- is wider than the Sky --
For -- put them side by side --
The one the other will contain
With ease -- and You -- beside --
There is another sky
© Emily Dickinson
There is another sky,
Ever serene and fair,
And there is another sunshine,
Though it be darkness there;
