Classic and Contemporary Poetry
IN SHADOW, by EMILY DICKINSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: I dreaded that first robin so, / but he is mastered now Last Line: Of their unthinking drums. Subject(s): Pain; Spring; Suffering; Misery | ||||||||
I dreaded that first robin so, But he is mastered now, And I'm accustomed to him grown, -- He hurts a little, though. I thought if I could only live Till that first shout got by, Not all pianos in the woods Had power to mangle me. I dared not meet the daffodils, For feat their yellow gown Would pierce me with a fashion So foreign to my own. I wished the grass would hurry, So when 't was time to see, He'd be too tall, the tallest one Could stretch to look at me. I could not bear the bees should come, I wished they'd stay away In those dim countries where they go: What word had they for me? They're here, though; not a creature failed, No blossom stayed away In gentle deference to me, The Queen of Calvary. Each one salutes me as he goes, And I my childish plumes Lift, in bereaved acknowledgement Of their unthinking drums. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PARTHENOPHIL AND PARTHENOPHE: MADRIGAL 14 by BARNABE BARNES SONNETS IN SHADOWS: 1 by ARLO BATES IN PRAISE OF PAIN by HEATHER MCHUGH THE SYMPATIZERS by JOSEPHINE MILES |
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