A Feather From The Whippoorwill

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A feather from the Whippoorwill
That everlasting—sings!
Whose galleries—are Sunrise—
Whose Opera—the Springs—
Whose Emerald Nest the Ages spin
Of mellow—murmuring thread—
Whose Beryl Egg, what Schoolboys hunt
In "Recess"—Overhead!

by Emily Dickinson

Comments (4)

Perfect little gem, isn't it? She was the master of this kind of poem- brevity was her forte, a kindly soul was her inspiration!
Funny. I like this one! !
..........i love poems about the whippoorwills...so beautiful..
.....another great bird poem...and a special tribute to the whippoorwill...enjoyed...