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III. Nature, XXVIII, Autumn
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Emily Dickinson


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The morns are meeker than they were,
The nuts are getting brown;
The berry’s cheek is plumper,
The rose is out of town.
The maple wears a gayer scarf,
The field a scarlet gown.
Lest I should be old-fashioned,
I’ll put a trinket on.

 

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Emily Dickinson (1830 – 1886) is considered a major American poet, though she was not accorded this honor until well after her death, when her younger sister discovered and began to share the enormous body of work that Emily left behind. A recluse who almost always wore white, Emily was born to a prominent Massachusetts family and spent the bulk of her life inside her home in Amherst. Only seven of her poems were published during her lifetime, and virtually none were published as originally written until the mid 1950s. (Emily’s odd punctuation, capitalization, and formatting did not meet with standard publishing  “approval” for earlier editions.)  There is a whimsical nature to many of her poems, although the subject of death was the most frequent recurring theme.

 

 

 


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jtmilford:
Just great poetry. Thanks to Emily Dickinson
Posted 11/03/2014 02:59 PM
lincolnhartford:
Amherst remembers Emily. Her yellow brick homestead seems to dominate the town. And in one park, there she is in metal sculpture, lecturing Robert Frost. www.emilydickinsonmuseum.org - nice site.
Posted 11/03/2014 09:47 AM
CamilleBalla:
I like this fashionable way of being one with Autumn. I love "thr rose is out of town."
Posted 11/03/2014 08:47 AM
Janet Leahy:
"The rose is out of town" what a great line, when that last rose is spent we know the seasons are changing. Thanks for this poem.
Posted 11/03/2014 06:33 AM
dotief@comcast.net:
That's my girl!!!
Posted 11/03/2014 06:22 AM
Wilda Morris:
I've always enjoyed this poem. It is simple, but the language is wonderful and the ending is rather unexpected.
Posted 11/02/2014 11:20 PM


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