A Pang is more conspicuous in Spring
In contrast with the things that sing
Not Birds entirely - but Minds -
Minute Effulgencies and Winds -
When what they sung for is undone
Who cares about a Blue Bird's Tune -
Why, Resurrection had to wait
Till they had moved a Stone -
More verses by Emily Dickinson
- I Bet With Every Wind That Blew
- How Slow The Wind
- On my volcano grows the Grass
- The Devil - had he fidelity
- Not Sickness stains the Brave,
