Emily Dickinson: “A Light Exists in Spring” and Some Words About the Poet

A light exists in spring Not present on the year At any other period. When March is scarcely here A color stands abroad On solitary hills That science cannot overtake, But human nature feels. It waits upon the lawn; It shows the furthest tree Upon the furthest slope we know; It almost speaks to me. … Continue reading Emily Dickinson: “A Light Exists in Spring” and Some Words About the Poet

Loveliest, Again

  Loveliest of trees, the cherry now Is hung with bloom along the bough, And stands about the woodland ride Wearing white for Eastertide.   Now, of my threescore years and ten, Twenty will not come again, And take from seventy springs a score, It only leaves me fifty more.   And since to look … Continue reading Loveliest, Again