A Burdock-clawed My Gown
Emily Dickinson
229 A Burdock—clawed my Gown— Not Burdock’s—blame— But mine— Who went too near The Burdock’s Den— A Bog—affronts my shoe— What else have Bogs—to do— The only Trade they know— The splashing Men! Ah, pity—then! ’Tis Minnows can despise! The Elephant’s—calm eyes Look further on!
Next 10 Poems
- Emily Dickinson : A Cap Of Lead Across The Sky
- Emily Dickinson : A Charm Invests A Face
- Emily Dickinson : A Chilly Peace Infests The Grass
- Emily Dickinson : A Clock Stopped
- Emily Dickinson : A Clock Stopped -- Not The Mantel's
- Emily Dickinson : A Cloud Withdrew From The Sky
- Emily Dickinson : A Coffin-is A Small Domain
- Emily Dickinson : A Counterfeit-a Plated Person-
- Emily Dickinson : A Curious Cloud Surprised The Sky
- Emily Dickinson : A Darting Fear-a Pomp-a Tear
Previous 10 Poems
- Emily Dickinson : A Bird Came Down The Walk
- Emily Dickinson : A Bird Came Down
- Emily Dickinson : A Bee His Burnished Carriage
- E. E. Cummings : Yours Is The Music For No Instrument
- E. E. Cummings : Your Little Voice
- E. E. Cummings : You Asked Me To Come:it Was Raining A Little
- E. E. Cummings : Writhe And
- E. E. Cummings : Will Suddenly Trees Leap From Winter And Will
- E. E. Cummings : Why Did You Go
- E. E. Cummings : Who's Most Afraid Of Death?thou