Dear March, Come In

by EMILY DICKINSON (1830-1886)

Dear March, come in!
How glad I am!
I looked for you before.
Put down your hat
You must have walked—
How out of breath you are!
Dear March, how are you?
And the rest?
Did you leave Nature well?
Oh, March, come right upstairs with me,
I have so much to tell!

I got your letter, and the birds;
The maples never knew
That you were coming,–I declare,
How red their faces grew!
But, March, forgive me–
And all those hills
You left for me to hue;
There was no purple suitable,
You took it all with you.

Who knocks? That April!
Lock the door!
I will not be pursued!
He stayed away a year, to call
When I am occupied.
But trifles look so trivial
As soon as you have come,
That blame is just as dear as praise
And praise as mere as blame.

Emily Dickinson

Dickinson Quotes:
“They say that God is everywhere, and yet we always think of Him as somewhat of a recluse.”

“The mere sense of living is joy enough.”

“Saying nothing sometimes says the most.”.

Emily Dickinson Contemporaries
Jean Ingelow
Phoebe Cary
Lewis Carroll
Algernon Swinburne

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