Emily Dickinson's Collected Poems

Part Two: Love 10. As if some little Arctic flower


As if some little Arctic flower,

Upon the polar hem,

Went wandering down the latitudes,

Until it puzzled came

To continents of summer,

To firmaments of sun,

To strange, bright crowds of flowers,

And birds of foreign tongue!

I say, as if this little flower

To Eden wandered in --

What then? Why, nothing, only,

Your inference therefrom!