Poetry for Kids Emily Dickinson (Poetry for kids)
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Book
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ISBN 10
1633221172
ISBN 13
9781633221178
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Poetry
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Publication Year
2016
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Pages
48
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Description
An illustrated introduction to the poetry of Emily Dickinson.
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Ages 8+.
Includes bibliographical references (page 48) and index.
Introduction -- Summer. It's all I have to bring today -- In the name of the Bee -- I'm nobody! Who are you? -- A bird came down the walk -- They dropped like Flakes -- "Answer, July!" -- A narrow fellow in the grass -- Exhilaration is in the breeze -- To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee -- A soft sea washed around the house -- From all the jails the boys and girls -- Autumn. The gentian weaves her fringes -- Faith is a fine invention -- Blazing in gold and quenching in purple -- I never saw a moor -- He fumbles at your spirit -- Because I could not stop for death -- The cricket sang -- Winter. Safe in their alabaster chambers -- It sifts from leaden sieves -- This is my letter to the world -- The spider holds a silver ball -- There's a certain slant of light -- The going from a world we know -- Like brooms of steel -- I went to heaven -- Spring. New feet within my garden go -- Bee, I'm expecting you! -- Hope is the thing with feathers -- Will there really be a morning? -- A word is dead -- I send two Sunsets -- The wind begun to rock the grass -- A curious cloud surprised the sky -- There is no frigate like a book -- What Emily was thinking.
Ages 8+.
Includes bibliographical references (page 48) and index.
Introduction -- Summer. It's all I have to bring today -- In the name of the Bee -- I'm nobody! Who are you? -- A bird came down the walk -- They dropped like Flakes -- "Answer, July!" -- A narrow fellow in the grass -- Exhilaration is in the breeze -- To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee -- A soft sea washed around the house -- From all the jails the boys and girls -- Autumn. The gentian weaves her fringes -- Faith is a fine invention -- Blazing in gold and quenching in purple -- I never saw a moor -- He fumbles at your spirit -- Because I could not stop for death -- The cricket sang -- Winter. Safe in their alabaster chambers -- It sifts from leaden sieves -- This is my letter to the world -- The spider holds a silver ball -- There's a certain slant of light -- The going from a world we know -- Like brooms of steel -- I went to heaven -- Spring. New feet within my garden go -- Bee, I'm expecting you! -- Hope is the thing with feathers -- Will there really be a morning? -- A word is dead -- I send two Sunsets -- The wind begun to rock the grass -- A curious cloud surprised the sky -- There is no frigate like a book -- What Emily was thinking.
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