Friday Poetry: Emily Dickinson

Happy Friday Everyone!

I can’t quite believe it is Friday again so soon. I hope everyone has some good books planned for the weekend.

This week’s poem is by Emily Dickinson.


A Bird Came Down the Walk


A Bird came down the Walk –

He did not know I saw – 

He bit an Angleworm in halves

And ate the fellow, raw,


And then he drank a Dew

From a convenient Grass – 

And then hopped sidewise to the Wall

To let a Beetle pass – 


He glanced with rapid eyes

That hurried all around – 

They looked like frightened Beads, I thought – 

He stirred his Velvet Head.



Like one in danger, Cautious,

I offered him a Crumb

And he unrolled his feathers

And rowed him softer home – 


Than Oars divide the Ocean,

Too silver for a seam – 

Or Butterflies, off Banks of Noon

Leap, plashless as they swim.


Emily Dickinson


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