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(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886 / Amherst / Massachusetts)

A Bird Came Down

A bird came down the walk:
He did not know I saw;
He bit an angle-worm in halves
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  • Andrew Holmes (3/24/2014 1:49:00 PM)

    I propose that we stop these comments. Have you noticed that all that people say on these stupid comments is how THEY feel towards the poem... I honestly don't care at all about what you think of the poem. Maybe if you told a cool fact about the author, I could actually be entertained. Like this: Throughout her life she developed a case of agoraphobia, being reluctant to leave her own property, and sometimes even her own room. Anyways, I propose that you all stop posting these stupid comments. THEY ARE POINTLESS. Stop them. Stop them now!

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  • Andrew Holmes (3/24/2014 1:44:00 PM)

    Thank you SunPrincess for copying and pasting something that is on this webpage.......... (You do know that you could have just said your feelings toward this poem.)

  • * Sunprincess * (3/15/2014 8:39:00 AM)

    .......I love this poem...I love bird poems...this special poem is one of my favourites of hers...

  • Gangadharan Nair Pulingat (3/1/2014 8:52:00 AM)

    Every poem have its own different angles of observation and meaning to an ordinary reader. Here the poet observes the bird and its dfferent movements and finding of preys to eat. The world is so beautiful so that there are so many varieties of birds chirping in the trees of our homes, and walking, flying in different angles and sometimes takings its food by carefully catching the tiny insects to large ones to satisfy its apetite. The fruits are also interested by the birds and any poem pertaiining to birds are beautiful and this particular one is so much interested to read and understand. After all life is beautiful with observing the birds different sounds and actions which are the diplomats of nature with the human being I think.

  • Brendan Havel (12/26/2013 1:42:00 AM)

    i swam with her rowing breath each passage to next w/o rhyme i'm accustom to following suit

  • Mathias Pickleberry (11/8/2013 11:29:00 AM)

    Dear Jac Harper,
    I strongly disagree with your comment. You really need to learn what peotry really is. Its not a game! This is my life and you polute it with childish comments.

  • Shanice Morrison (1/9/2013 12:31:00 PM)

    Aw, this is a really nice poem! It is not particularly sweet, or romantic, or funny... just a nice simple poem about an everyday ocurance! Love it!

  • Jac Harper (12/26/2012 2:25:00 AM)

    I love this poem. We have birds coming down around our house and this poem expresses the experience vividly.

  • Srimayee Ganguly (12/16/2012 6:29:00 AM)

    She petted a little birdie. Wouldn't it be loverly?
    Lots of crumbs for it to eat...........!

  • Lyssa L'Orange (7/29/2011 11:10:00 AM)

    Emily Dickinson is lovely.

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