Uploaded on November 12, 2011
Will there really be a morning?
Is there such a thing as day?
Could I see it from the mountains
If I were as tall as they?
Has it feet like water-lilies?
Has it feathers like a bird?
Is is brought from famous countries
Of which I have never heard?
Oh, some scholar! Oh, some sailor!
Oh, some wise man from the skies!
Please to tell a little pilgrim
Where the place called morning lies!
—Emily Dickinson
Poetry for Young Poetry: Emily Dickinson
11.12.2023: I think this was the second time I used this poem. The project wasn’t without its challenges.