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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WHOSE ARE THE LITTLE BEDS,' I ASKED, by EMILY DICKINSON Poet Analysis Poet's Biography Last Line: When april woods are red Subject(s): Beds; Sleep | |||
Whose are the little beds, I asked Which in the valleys lie? Some shook their heads, and others smiled - And no one made reply. Perhaps they did not hear, I said, I will inquire again - Whose are the beds - the tiny beds So thick upon the plain? 'Tis Daisy, in the shortest - A little further on - Nearest the door - to wake the Ist - Little Leontoden. 'Tis Iris, Sir, and Aster - Anemone, and Bell - Bartsia, in the blanket red - And chubby Daffodil. Meanwhile, at many cradles Her busy foot she plied - Humming the quaintest lullaby That ever rocked a child. Hush! Epigea wakens! The Crocus stirs her lids - Rhodora's cheek is crimson, She's dreaming of the woods! Then turning from them reverent - Their bedtime 'tis, she said - The Bumble bees will wake them When April woods are red. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...YOU'S SWEET TO YO' MAMMY JES DE SAME by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON CHAMBER MUSIC: 3 by JAMES JOYCE CHAMBER MUSIC: 22 by JAMES JOYCE CHAMBER MUSIC: 34 by JAMES JOYCE GOING TO SLEEP by ELIZABETH AKERS ALLEN THE BLUE NAP by WILLIAM MATTHEWS FAITH' IS A FINE INVENTION by EMILY DICKINSON |
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