Time and Eternity, Poem 11
by Emily Dickinson
from The Poems of Emily Dickinson: Series Two
Some, too fragile for winter winds
"This winter air is keen and cold, and keen and cold this winter sun..." Do you feel a chill in the air? This collection brings together the imagery and power of Winter, as depicted in poetry.
Some, too fragile for winter winds
A poem about the coming of winter.
This winter air is keen and cold, and keen and cold this winter sun,
The speaker waits by her lamp for a visitor.
The poet sees the differences in nature in winter, but still values winter.
The poem describes a young man passing through a town bearing the banner “Excelsior” (translated from Latin as “ever higher”), ignoring all warnings, climbing higher until inevitably, “lifeless, but beautiful” he lies half-buried in the snow.
The world stays lush in books.
A robin has a meal under an orange-tree.
The author imagines the many miles his orange buds have traveled to go from the Florida sun to snow covered New Jersey.
'T was latter when the summer went
It can't be summer, — that got through;
"Oh, wind of the spring–time, oh, free wind of May,"
"Heel and toe, heel and toe,"
How like a winter hath my absence been
"Oh, who would be sad tho’ the sky be a–graying,"
"When winter covering all the ground"
Then let not winter’s ragged hand deface
Those hours that with gentle work did frame