Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE SOUL'S STORM, by EMILY DICKINSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: It struck me every day / the lightning was as new Last Line: And left it in the sky. Variant Title(s): Poem: 362 Subject(s): Soul; Storms | ||||||||
It struck me every day The lightning was as new As if the cloud that instant slit And let the fire through. . It burned me in the night, It blistered in my dream; It sickened fresh upon my sight With every morning's beam. . I thought the storm was brief, -- The maddest, quickest by; But Nature lost the date of this, And left it in the sky. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...STORM AT HOPTIME by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN THERE IS A SOLEMN WIND TONIGHT by KATHERINE MANSFIELD DEWEY AND DANCER by JOSEPHINE MILES MICHAEL IS AFRAID OF THE STORM by GWENDOLYN BROOKS BREACHING THE ROCK by MADELINE DEFREES THE CLOUDS ABOVE THE OCEAN by STEPHEN DOBYNS OF POLITICS, & ART by NORMAN DUBIE |
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