A Poem for a Thursday #22

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Emily Dickinson lived in Amherst, Massachusetts in relative isolation for most of her life. Much of her interaction with others depended on correspondence. Only a few of her approximately 1,800 poems were published during her lifetime and those were edited to fit in with the poetic conventions of the day. Her poems frequently have short lines, lack titles, and use unconventional capitalization and punctuation. Dickinson was as unconventional as her poems and now, 130 years or more after her death, has a devoted following.

Dear March - Come in -
How glad I am -
I hoped for you before-
Put down your Hat-
You must have walked-
How out of Breath you are-
Dear March, how are you, and the Rest-
Did you leave Nature well-
Oh March, Come right upstairs with me-
I have so much to tell- 

I got your Letter, and the Birds-
The Maples never knew that you were coming-
I declare-how Red their Faces grew-
But March, forgive me-
And all those Hills you left for me to Hue-
There was no Purple suitable-
You took it all with you-

Who knocks? That April-
Lock the Door-
I will not be pursued-
He stayed away a Year to call
When I am occupied-
But trifles look so trivial
As soon as you have come.

That blame is just as dear as Praise
And Praise as mere as Blame-

Dear March-Come in
Emily Dickinson

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7 comments

  1. That's very nice and not one of the more usual ones, so all the more fun for that!

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    1. Yes, I have read a reasonable amount of Dickinson and had never come across this before. I am glad you enjoyed it.

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  2. How lovely & it's one of the few nature poems that works for both hemispheres - after our long hot, dry summer we're just as happy to see March arrive with the occasional cooler days and nights and a touch of autumn in the air :-)

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    1. My Thursday poem - http://bronasbooks.blogspot.com/2019/03/loves-coming-by-john-shaw-neilson.html

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    2. I had to go back and read it again after you said that. How interesting. You must be happy to have summer ending. Cooler days and nights are always nice. I've added a link to your Thursday poem.

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  3. Obviously I had heard of her but never read anything by her. Not at all what I expected.

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