My nosegays are for captives;
Dim, long-expectant eyes,
Fingers denied the plucking,
Patient till paradise,

To such, if they should whisper
Of morning and the moor,
They bear no other errand,
And I, no other prayer.

(C) Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
03/10/2020


Best Poems of Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

• Dreams.
• Forbidden Fruit. Ii.
• The First Lesson.
• Remorse.
• In The Garden.
• The Grave My Little Cottage Is,
• Portraits Are To Daily Faces
• Morns Like These We Parted;
• "is Heaven A Physician?"
• My Rose.
• "new Feet Within My Garden Go,"
• The Sleeping Flowers.
• Why?
• The Balloon.
• Trying To Forget.
• The Moon.
• Bless God, He Went As Soldiers,
• Out Of The Morning.
• Dying.