Quotes :

Poem of the day – PSALM OF THE DAY – A something in a summer’s day by Emily Dickinson PSALM OF THE DAY.A something in a summer's day,As slow her flambeaux burn away,Which solemnizes me.A something in a summer's noon, --An azure depth, a wordless tune,Transcending ecstasy.And still within a summer's nightA something so transporting bright,I clap my hands to see;Then veil my too inspecting face,Lest such a subtle, shimmering graceFlutter too far for me.The wizard-fingers never rest,The purple ...
Poem of the day – A ROSE – A sepal, petal, and a thorn by Emily Dickinson A sepal, petal, and a thorn Upon a common summer's morn,A flash of dew, a bee or two,A breezeA caper in the trees, -- And I'm a rose! - A ROSE - A sepal, petal, and a thorn by Emily Dickinson
Poem of the day – OUT OF THE MORNING – Will there really be a morning by Emily Dickinson Will there really be a morning?Is there such a thing as day?Could I see it from the mountainsIf I were as tall as they?Has it feet like water-lilies?Has it feathers like a bird?Is it brought from famous countriesOf which I have never heard?Oh, some scholar! Oh, some sailor!Oh, some wise man from the skies!Please to tell a little pilgrimWhere the ...
Poem of the day – THE MUSHROOM – The mushroom is the elf of plants by Emily Dickinson The mushroom is the elf of plants,At evening it is not;At morning in a truffled hutIt stops upon a spotAs if it tarried always;And yet its whole careerIs shorter than a snake's delay,And fleeter than a tare.'T is vegetation's juggler,The germ of alibi;Doth like a bubble antedate,And like a bubble hie.I feel as if the grass were pleasedTo have it ...
Poem of the day – THE WIND – It’s like the light by Emily Dickinson It's like the light, -- A fashionless delightIt's like the bee, -- A dateless melody.It's like the woods, Private like breeze,Phraseless, yet it stirs The proudest trees.It's like the morning, -- Best when it's done, --The everlasting clocks Chime noon. - THE WIND - It's like the light by Emily Dickinson