Trees




Trees :


The Trees like Tassels hit – and – swung –

There seemed to rise a Tune

From Miniature Creatures

Accompanying the Sun –



Far Psalteries of Summer –

Enamoring the Ear

They never yet did satisfy –

Remotest – when most fair



The Sun shone whole at intervals –

Then Half – then utter hid –

As if Himself were optional

And had Estates of Cloud



Sufficient to enfold Him

Eternally from view –

Except it were a whim of His

To let the Orchards grow –



A Bird sat careless on the fence –

One gossiped in the Lane

On silver matters charmed a Snake

Just winding round a Stone –



Bright Flowers slit a Calyx

And soared upon a Stem

Like Hindered Flags – Sweet hoisted –

With Spices – in the Hem –



’Twas more – I cannot mention –

How mean – to those that see

Vandyke’s Delineation

Of Nature’s – Summer Day!



Emily Dickinson is regarded as one of America’s quintessential poets of the nineteenth century. She lived an introverted and hermetic life and published very few of her poems in her lifetime. Her output, 1789 poems in all, were published posthumously. Her poetry is characterised by unconventional capitalisation and extensive use of dashes, along with unusual imagery and lyric style. - Emily Dickinson 1830-1886



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