See also: Poems by all poets about silver and All poems by Emily Dickinson
An Everywhere Of Silver
An everywhere of silver,
With ropes of sand
To keep it from effacing
The track called land.
As Everywhere Of Silver
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As Everywhere of Silver
With Ropes of Sand
To keep it from effacing
The Track called Land.
The Spider Holds A Silver Ball
The spider holds a Silver Ball
In unperceived Hands--
And dancing softly to Himself
His Yarn of Pearl--unwinds--
He plies from Nought to Nought--
In unsubstantial Trade--
Supplants our Tapestries with His--
In half the period--
An Hour to rear supreme
His Continents of Light--
Then dangle from the Housewife's Broom--
His Boundaries--forgot--
