Lyric Poem · Spring

I cannot meet the Spring unmoved

by Emily Dickinson

I cannot meet the Spring unmoved —

I feel the old desire —

A Hurry with a lingering, mixed,

A Warrant to be fair —

A Competition in my sense

With something hid in Her —

And as she vanishes, Remorse

I saw no more of Her.

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Poem: I cannot meet the Spring unmoved
Poet: Emily Dickinson
Length: 8 lines
Form: Lyric Poem, Short Poems
Themes: Spring, Nature, Short

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Shape: 8 lines · 2 quatrains
Line length: Lines run 6-9 syllables (median 7). No single length dominates, which is normal once elision and contraction are in play.

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Author record: Emily Dickinson1830–1886
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