NATURE: XXIX. BECLOUDED [First Series

First Series [Series 1] by Emily Dickinson
III. NATURE - XXIX. BECLOUDED
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III. NATURE: XXIX. BECLOUDED The sky is low, the clouds are mean, A travelling flake of snow Across a barn or through a rut Debates if it will go. A narrow wind complains all day How some one treated him; Nature, like us, is sometimes caught Without her diadem. Content of NATURE: XXIX. BECLOUDED [Emily Dickinson's poem collection: First Series [Series 1]] Read next: III. NATURE#XXX. THE HEMLOCK Read previous: III. NATURE#XXVIII. AUTUMN Table of content of First Series [Series 1] GO TO TOP OF SCREEN Post your review Your review will be placed after the table of content of this book

First Series [Series 1] by Emily Dickinson