794- Emily
Dickinson
794- Emily
Dickinson
JUNE LIGHT
1921 – 2017
Your voice, with clear location of June days,
Called me outside the window. You were there,
Light yet composed, as in the just soft stare
Of uncontested summer all things raise
Plainly their seeming into seamless air.
Then your love looked as simple and entire
As that picked pear you tossed me, and your face
As legible as pearskin’s fleck and trace,
Which promise always wine, by mottled fire
More fatal fleshed than ever human grace.
And your gay gift—Oh when I saw it fall
Into my hands, through all that naïve light,
It seemed as blessed with truth and new delight
As must have been the first great gift of all.
Write about your favorite poem showcased on Poetry Daily! Poetry Daily will publish the most interesting responses throughout April, and send a free book to everyone whose work is featured.
Submissions to: poetrydailyinfo@gmail.com
Subject: National Poetry Month
DEADLINE: March 30, 2026
light breached through
Infinite Rain / Pluie de Montchal, Pier Fabre, 2022 794- Emily Dickinson A Drop fell on the Apple Tree - Another - on the Roof - A Half a ...