Read more poems by Emily Dickinson: Emily Dickinson Poems at Poetry X.
653 Of Being is a Bird The likest to the Down An Easy Breeze do put afloat The General Heavens—upon— It soars—and shifts—and whirls— And measures with the Clouds In easy—even—dazzling pace— No different the Birds— Except a Wake of Music Accompany their feet— As did the Down emit a Tune— For Ecstasy—of it
Added: 30 Sep 2002 | Last Read: 7 Jun 2025 4:56 PM | Viewed: 8088 times
A PoetryNotes™ eBook is available for this poem for delivery within 24 hours, and usually available within minutes during normal business hours.
ON SALE - only $29.95 19.95!
For more information...