by Emily Dickinson (1830 - 1886)

Besides the autumn poets sing
Language: English 
Besides the autumn poets sing,
A few prosaic days
A little this side of the snow
And that side of the haze.

A few incisive mornings,
A few ascetic eves, —
Gone Mr. Bryant’s golden-rod,
And Mr. Thomson’s sheaves.

Still is the bustle in the brook,
Sealed are the spicy valves;
Mesmeric fingers softly touch
The eyes of many elves.

Perhaps a squirrel may remain,
My sentiments to share.
Grant me, O Lord, a sunny mind,
Thy windy will to bear!

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Confirmed with Dickinson, Emily, The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson, Boston: Little, Brown, 1924, Bartleby.com, 2000. www.bartleby.com/113/2049.html.


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This text was added to the website: 2015-06-27
Line count: 16
Word count: 81