There Is Another Sky

There is another sky,
Ever serene and fair,
And there is another sunshine,
Though it be darkness there;
Never mind faded forests, Austin,
Never mind silent fields—
Here is a little forest,
Whose leaf is ever green;
Here is a brighter garden,
Where not a frost has been;
In its unfading flowers
I hear the bright bee hum:
Prithee, my brother,
Into my garden come!

by Emily Dickinson

Comments (14)

I love this poem. It ROCKS!
if anything it might be an american sonnet but i dont think it is
This is cute, , , take us there again
is this poem a sonnet? if not what type of poem is it?
I enjoyed reading it...
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