I was writing a post about Astrology until I started to get a headache. Instead I am going to share a few of my favorite poems from Emily Dickinson. If you like them then maybe I can do this every week. I know Nydia does Favorite Things Thursday every week; this isn't that but I was just in the mood for poetry after reading the poem Mrs. B. put up.
"SOME keep the Sabbath going to church;
I keep it staying at home,
With a bobolink for a chorister,
And an orchard for a dome.
Some keep the Sabbath in surplice;
I just wear my wings,
And instead of tolling the bell for church,
Our little sexton sings.
God preaches,—a noted clergyman,—
And the sermon is never long;
So instead of getting to heaven at last,
I ’m going all along!"
"THE BEE is not afraid of me,
I know the butterfly;
The pretty people in the woods
Receive me cordially.
The brooks laugh louder when I come,
The breezes madder play.
Wherefore, mine eyes, thy silver mists?
Wherefore, O summer’s day?"
"A LITTLE road not made of man,
Enabled of the eye,
Accessible to thill of bee,
Or cart of butterfly.
If town it have, beyond itself,
’T is that I cannot say;
I only sigh,—no vehicle
Bears me along that way."
Emily Dickinson is one of my favorite poets. She has such a unique writing style, and some wonderful ideas. She is also a very local poet. She lived in Amherst, Massachusetts which is only about an hour away from where I live. I would love to go visit the Emily Dickinson Museum some day to learn more about her.