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Answer July- Where is the Bee- Where is the Blush- Where is the Hay? Ah, said July- Where is the Seed- Where is the Bud- Where is the May- Answer Thee-Me-

Answer July- Where is the Bee- Where is the Blush- Where is the Hay? Ah, said July- Where is the Seed- Where is the Bud- Where is the May- Answer Thee-Me-

Emily Dickinson
Summer, July, Bud
Emily Dickinson (2016). “Emily Dickinson”, p.13, Moondance Press

To see her is a picture- To hear her is a tune- To know her an Intemperance As innocent as June- To know her not-Affliction- To own her for a Friend A warmth as near as if the the Sun Were shining in your Hand.

Emily Dickinson
Hands, June, Shining
Emily Dickinson, Thomas Herbert Johnson, Theodora Ward (1986). “The Letters of Emily Dickinson”, p.761, Harvard University Press

The Things that never can come back, are several - Childhood - some forms of Hope - the Dead.

Emily Dickinson
Childhood, Form
"Something Just Beyond Words". Interview with Molly McArdle, believermag.com.

You cannot fold a flood and put it in a drawer, because the winds would find it out and tell your cedar floor.

Emily Dickinson
Wind, Cedars, Drawers
Emily Dickinson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Emily Dickinson (Illustrated)”, p.795, Delphi Classics

Pain - has an Element of Blank It cannot recollect When it begun - or if there were a time when it was not - It has no Future - but itself - Its Infinite contain Its Past - enlightened to perceive New Periods - of Pain.

Emily Dickinson
Pain, Past, Elements
Emily Dickinson, Ralph William Franklin (1998). “The Poems of Emily Dickinson”, p.719, Harvard University Press

I can wade Grief -- Whole Pools of it -- I'm used to that -- But the least push of Joy Breaks up my feet -- And I tip -- drunken -- Let no Pebble -- smile -- 'Twas the New Liquor -- That was all!

Emily Dickinson
Grief, Feet, Joy
Emily Dickinson, Helen Vendler (2010). “Dickinson”, p.115, Harvard University Press

A precious, mouldering pleasure 't is To meet an antique book In just the dress his century wore; A privilege, I think, His venerable hand to take, And warming in our own, A passage back, or two, to make To times when he was young. His quaint opinions to inspect, His knowledge to unfold On what concerns our mutual mind, The literature of old.

Emily Dickinson
Book, Thinking, Hands
Emily Dickinson (2009). “Poems: Series I - III, Complete”, p.19, The Floating Press

Banish Air from Air Divide Light if you dare

Emily Dickinson
Inspirational, Light, Air
Emily Dickinson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Emily Dickinson (Illustrated)”, p.1127, Delphi Classics

I started early, took my dog, And visited the sea; The mermaids in the basement Came out to look at me

Emily Dickinson
Dog, Sea, Mermaid
Emily Dickinson, Frances Schoonmaker Bolin (1994). “Emily Dickinson”, p.11, Sterling Publishing Company, Inc.

Much Madness is Divinest Sense, to a Discerning Eye.

Emily Dickinson
Eye, Insanity, Madness
"Much madness is divinest sense" l. 1 (ca. 1863)

Enough is so vast a sweetness I suppose it never occurs.

Emily Dickinson
Enough, Sweetness
Emily Dickinson (2012). “Letters of Emily Dickinson”, p.265, Courier Corporation

A death-blow is a life-blow to some Who, till they died, did not alive become; Who, had they lived, had died, but when They died, vitality begun.

Emily Dickinson
Death, Blow, Vitality
Emily Dickinson, Martha Dickinson Bianchi (1971). “The Life and Letters of Emily Dickinson”, p.293, Biblo & Tannen Publishers

Not one of all the purple host Who took the flag to-day Can tell the definition So clear of victory, As he, defeated, dying, On whose forbidden ear The distant strains of triumph Break agonized and clear.

Emily Dickinson
Purple, Victory, Dying
Emily Dickinson (2012). “The Selected Poems of Emily Dickinson”, p.24, Modern Library

Fame is a fickle food Upon a shifting plate, Whose table once a Guest, but not The second time, is set. Whose crumbs the crows inspect, And with ironic caw Flap past it to the Farmer's corn; Men eat of it and die.

Emily Dickinson
Food, Past, Men
Emily Dickinson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Emily Dickinson (Illustrated)”, p.1939, Delphi Classics

They say that 'home is where the heart is.' I think it is where the house is, and the adjacent buildings.

Emily Dickinson
Home, Heart, Thinking
Emily Dickinson, Thomas Herbert Johnson, Theodora Ward (1986). “The Letters of Emily Dickinson”, p.324, Harvard University Press

How softly summer shuts, without the creaking of a door.

Emily Dickinson
Summer, Doors
Emily Dickinson, Martha Dickinson Bianchi (1971). “The Life and Letters of Emily Dickinson”, p.327, Biblo & Tannen Publishers

The sun just touched the morning; The morning, happy thing, Supposed that he had come to dwell, And life would be all spring.

Emily Dickinson
Morning, Spring, Would Be
Emily Dickinson (2016). “The Collected Poems of Emily Dickinson”, p.146, First Avenue Editions

Initial of Creation, and The Exponent of Earth

Emily Dickinson
Strong Women, Inspirational Life, Earth
Emily Dickinson, Ralph William Franklin (1999). “The Poems of Emily Dickinson”, p.411, Harvard University Press

A soft Sea washed around the House A Sea of Summer Air And rose and fell the magic Planks That sailed without a care — For Captain was the Butterfly For Helmsman was the Bee And an entire universe For the delighted crew.

Emily Dickinson
Summer, Butterfly, Air
Emily Dickinson, Frances Schoonmaker Bolin (1994). “Emily Dickinson”, p.36, Sterling Publishing Company, Inc.

If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

Emily Dickinson
Taken, Writing, Poetry
Quoted in Martha Bianchi, Life and Letters of Emily Dickinson (1924)

Nature is what we know - Yet have not art to say - So impotent our wisdom is To her simplicity.

Emily Dickinson
Wisdom, Art, Nature

Beauty is not caused, it is; Chase it and it ceases, Chase it not and it abides.

Emily Dickinson
Spiritual, Spirituality, Cease
Emily Dickinson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Emily Dickinson (Illustrated)”, p.781, Delphi Classics

Dreams are the subtle Dower That make us rich an Hour Then fling us poor Out of the purple door.

Emily Dickinson
Dream, Doors, Purple
Emily Dickinson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Emily Dickinson (Illustrated)”, p.1656, Delphi Classics

Much Madness is divinest Sense -- To a discerning Eye -- Much Sense -- the starkest Madness -- 'Tis the Majority In this, as All, prevail -- Assent -- and you are sane -- Demur -- you're straightway dangerous -- And handled with a Chain --

Emily Dickinson
Eye, Insanity, Majority
"Much madness is divinest sense" l. 1 (ca. 1863)

I had no monarch in my life, and cannot rule myself; and when I try to organize, my little force explodes and leaves me bare and charred.

Emily Dickinson
Trying, Littles, Force
Emily Dickinson (2012). “Letters of Emily Dickinson”, p.258, Courier Corporation

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