Whether My Bark Went Down At Sea
Emily Dickinson
52 Whether my bark went down at sea— Whether she met with gales— Whether to isles enchanted She bent her docile sails— By what mystic mooring She is held today— This is the errand of the eye Out upon the Bay.
Next 10 Poems
- Emily Dickinson : Whether They Have Forgotten
- Emily Dickinson : Which Is Best? Heaven-
- Emily Dickinson : Which Is The Best-the Moon Or The Crescent?
- Emily Dickinson : Which Misses Most
- Emily Dickinson : While Asters-
- Emily Dickinson : While It Is Alive
- Emily Dickinson : While We Were Fearing It, It Came-
- Emily Dickinson : White As An Indian Pipe
- Emily Dickinson : Who Abdicated Ambush
- Emily Dickinson : Who Court Obtain Within Himself
Previous 10 Poems
- Emily Dickinson : Where Thou Art-that-is Home
- Emily Dickinson : Where Ships Of Purple-gently Toss
- Emily Dickinson : Where Roses Would Not Dare To Go
- Emily Dickinson : Where I Have Lost, I Softer Tread
- Emily Dickinson : Where Every Bird Is Bold To Go
- Emily Dickinson : Where Bells No More Affright The Morn
- Emily Dickinson : When We Stand On The Tops Of Things
- Emily Dickinson : When We Have Ceased To Care
- Emily Dickinson : When They Come Back-if Blossoms Do-
- Emily Dickinson : When The Astronomer Stops Seeking
