There is another sky: poem of the day


There is another sky
By Emily Dickinson
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!

Published by The grey clover

Welcome to The grey clover. My name is Mayowa. I'm a physiotherapy student. I am also a lover of Literature, Arts, Science and technology. I have several interests which includes writing poetry, photography, fashion designing and there are still much more things I hope to learn. Thanks for stopping by!

3 thoughts on “There is another sky: poem of the day

  1. Thank you Mayowa… although I actually meant to write: This poem I feel is a metaphor for amorous love…! For I feel she disguised a lot of what she wanted to say by juxtaposing her female body with a garden… and thus bypass the ever-present ‘morality police’ that are the bane of poets…
    🇯🇲🏖️

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