Monday, August 11, 2014

Monday morsel: Emily Dickinson

My friend Adriana posted this poem on her blog Classical Quest this week, and I thought I'd share it for my Monday morsel today.  

Emily Dickinson's poetry is always revelatory.  There are many creatures -- and many people for that matter -- whose uniqueness and gifts and beauty go unnoticed by the world ... and even by themselves at times.  There's something poignant about that, but it's also the way God created the world, and we know He sees every sparrow that falls.


How many Flowers fail in Wood—
Or perish from the Hill—
Without the privilege to know
That they are Beautiful—

How many cast a nameless Pod
Upon the nearest Breeze—
Unconscious of the Scarlet Freight—
It bear to Other Eyes— 
 Emily Dickinson

photo by Richard Prinsen 2013


  1. I am glad you reposted the poem here, Jeannie. Adding Richard's photograph is a lovely touch.

    1. Thanks, Tim. There'll never be another Emily Dickinson, will there? The thing is, SHE probably never had "the privilege to know" the impact she'd make.

    2. Wow -- that's true, Jeannie. I'm so glad this poem meant something to you. Great poems are best shared!


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