A little Madness in the Spring
Is wholesome even for the King,
But God be with the Clown —
Who ponders this tremendous scene —
This whole Experiment of Green —
As if it were his own!
– Emily Dickinson
A little Madness in the Spring
Is wholesome even for the King,
But God be with the Clown —
Who ponders this tremendous scene —
This whole Experiment of Green —
As if it were his own!
– Emily Dickinson
Winter is good – his Hoar Delights
Italic flavor yield –
To Intellects inebriate
With Summer, or the World –
Generic as a Quarry
And hearty – as a Rose –
Invited with asperity
But welcome when he goes.
– Emily Dickinson
A few prosaic days
A little this side of the snow
And that side of the Haze —
~ Emily Dickinson
The lovely flowers embarrass me,
They make me regret I am not a Bee –
Emily Dickinson
The dandelion’s pallid tube
Astonishes the grass,
And winter instantly becomes
An Infinite Alas —
The tube uplifts a signal Bud
And then a shouting Flower, —
The Proclamation of the Suns
That septulture is o’er.
– Emily Dickinson
The inundation of the Spring
Enlarges every soul –
Emily Dickinson
– Emily Dickinson