25 A sepal – a petal – and a thorn

This playful ditty was written in the late summer of 1858.


A sepal – petal – and a thorn
Opon a common summer’s morn –
A flask of Dew – A Bee or two –
A Breeze – a’caper in the trees –
And I’m a Rose!

[Emily Dickinson]

Whatever the weather may be, it’s a beautiful day to get a little drunk on nature!

Peace –



16 The feet of people walking home

First recorded summer 1858. This is ascendant!


The feet of people walking home
With gayer sandals go –
The crocus – till she rises –
The vassal of the snow –
The lips at Hallelujah
Long years of practice bored –
Till bye and bye, these Bargemen
Walked – singing – on the shore.

Pearls are the Diver’s farthings,
Extorted from the sea –
Pinions – the Seraph’s wagon –
Pedestrian once – as we –
Night is the morning’s canvas –
Larceny – legacy –
Death – but our rapt attention
To immortality.

My figures fail to tell me
How far the village lies –
Whose peasants are the angels –
Whose cantons dot the skies –
My Classics vail their faces –
My faith that Dark adores –
Which from it’s solemn abbeys –
Such resurrection pours!

[Emily Dickinson]

Things I looked up:
a crocus –


vassal – a caretaker of someone else’s land [from the days of feudalism]
pinions – a birds feathers, esp. the wings
larceny – theft
canton – we have many definitions, including a small community, a district of a city, or a certain type of flag. Mix those up, read it in context, and you get what she’s going for here.

Peace & light –