Explore "A Day" by Emily Dickinson on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
A DAY.
I'll tell you how the sun rose, -- / A ribbon at a time. / The steeples swam in amethyst, / The news like squirrels ran.
The hills untied their bonnets, / The bobolinks begun. / Then I said softly to myself, / "That must have been the sun!"
But how he set, I know not. / There seemed a purple stile / Which little yellow boys and girls / Were climbing all the while
Till when they reached the other side, / A dominie in gray / Put gently up the evening bars, / And led the flock away.