A Narrow Fellow In The Grass

A narrow fellow in the grass
Occasionally rides;
You may have met him,--did you not,
His notice sudden is.

The grass divides as with a comb,
A spotted shaft is seen;
And then it closes at your feet
And opens further on.

He likes a boggy acre,
A floor too cool for corn.
Yet when a child, and barefoot,
I more than once, at morn,

Have passed, I thought, a whip-lash
Unbraiding in the sun,--
When, stooping to secure it,
It wrinkled, and was gone.

Several of nature's people
I know, and they know me;
I feel for them a transport
Of cordiality;

But never met this fellow,
Attended or alone,
Without a tighter breathing,
And zero at the bone.

by Emily Dickinson

Comments (6)

some reptile left for us to guess.....nature is bountiful....lots to admire..great write- 10
What is meant by the "narrow fellow"?
.....an exemplary write, beautifully penned ★
nature is always beautiful.
You may have met him, -did you not, and A floor too cool for corn. are fantastic lines.
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