A Bird Came Down – a poem by Emily Dickinson

A bird came down the walk:
He did not know I saw;
He bit an angle-worm in halves
And ate the fellow, raw.

And then he drank a dew
From a convenient grass,
And then hopped sidewise to the wall
To let a beetle pass.

He glanced with rapid eyes
That hurried all abroad,-
They looked like frightened beads, I thought;
He stirred his velvet head

Like one in danger; cautious,
I offered him a crumb,
And he unrolled his feathers
And rowed him softer home

Than oars divide the ocean,
Too silver for a seam,
Or butterflies, off banks of noon,
Leap, splashless, as they swim.

Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson is very good for description, and I enjoy this – she is painting a picture with words!

I hope you enjoy it

Best wishes

Lis Goodwin, your voice coach

The Duties Of The Wind Are Few – a poem by Emily Dickinson

The duties of the Wind are few,
To cast the ships, at Sea,
Establish March, the Floods escort,
And usher Liberty.

The pleasures of the Wind are broad,
To dwell Extent among,
Remain, or wander,
Speculate, or Forests entertain.

The kinsmen of the Wind are Peaks
Azof – the Equinox,
Also with Bird and Asteroid
A bowing intercourse.

The limitations of the Wind
Do he exist, or die,
Too wise he seems for Wakelessness,
However, know not i.

Emily Dickinson
I really like this poem, and I learned a new word! Yay! It’s always good to explore poems and look up the words you don’t know. For me it was Azof – I thought she’d made it up, but no! dictionary.reference.com (my favourite online dictionary) says the following:
“Sea of, a northern arm of the Black Sea connected with the Black Sea by Kerch Strait. About 14,500 sq. mi. (37,555 sq. km).”
So there you go!
Best wishes
Lis Goodwin, your voice coach