This week I’m introducing Emily Dickinson’s poem “A Day.” To be perfectly honest, I’m far from an expert on Emily Dickinson, but I would like to study her works more. Starting with this one!
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)
“I’ll tell you how the sun rose, —
A ribbon at a time.
The steeples swam in amethyst,
The news like squirrels ran.
The hills untied their bonnets,
The bobolinks begun.
Then I said softly to myself,
“That must have been the sun!”
But how he set, I know not.
There seemed a purple stile
Which little yellow boys and girls
Were climbing all the while
Till when they reached the other side,
A dominie in gray
Put gently up the evening bars,
And led the flock away.”
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