Dickinson's classic poems

Emily. Dickinson wrote more than 1700 poems in his life, and only five poems were published before his death. Although her poems mainly describe ordinary things in daily life, their contents are profound and unique. Because the themes she often discussed about death, love, nature, eternity, human self-nature and religious belief were the concerns of poets in the 20th century, she had a great influence on modernist poetry and was regarded as the pioneer of American new poetry in the 20th century. Next, I will bring you Dickinson's classic poems. Welcome to read!

Dickinson's classic poem: Although how late I came home-how late.

No matter how late I get home-how late-

So I went home-'I'll make it up-

Ecstasy would be better.

They don't expect me anymore-

When night falls—silent and dark—

They heard my unexpected knock on the door-

Transportation must now-

Brewed from decades of pain!

Think about how the fire will burn-

How long will the eyes turn after being deceived-

Want to know what I would say,

It will say to me-

Deceived the road for centuries!

Dickinson's classic poem: roses jump on her cheeks

Roses are jumping on her cheeks-

Her corset went up and down-

Her beautiful speech-like a drunk man-

Staggering, poor-

Her fingers fumbled about her work-

Her needle won't go-

Such a clever Meidochan-

I'm confused to know-

Until the opposite-I spied a cheek.

Open another rose-

On the contrary-another speech

Like the drunk said-

A vest, like her corset, dancing-

With the immortal tune-

Until those two Jason Chung with problems.

Tick gently.

Dickinson's Classic Poetry: We Don't Cry-Tim and I

We don't cry.-Tim and I,

We are so great-

But we bolted the door.

To stop a friend-

Then we hide our brave faces.

In the palm of our hands-

Don't cry-Tim and I-

We are so great-

I don't dream-he and I-

Do we condescend-

We just close our brown eyes.

See the end-

Tim-look at the cottage-

But, oh, so high!

And then-we shook hands-Tim and I-

In case I-cry-

Tim-read a hymn-

We all pray-

Please, sir, Tim and I-

Always getting lost!

Sooner or later, we'll all die-

The priest said-

Tim-should-if I-do-

Me, too.-If he-

What should we do-

Is Tim shy?

Let's at the same time-Lord-

Me-"Tim"-and me!