Emily Dickinson

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

Nature Is What We See— - Poem by Emily Dickinson

"Nature" is what we see—
The Hill—the Afternoon—
Squirrel—Eclipse—the Bumble bee—
Nay—Nature is Heaven—
Nature is what we hear—
The Bobolink—the Sea—
Thunder—the Cricket—
Nay—Nature is Harmony—
Nature is what we know—
Yet have no art to say—
So impotent Our Wisdom is
To her Simplicity.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, January 1, 2004

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