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The Resource I'm nobody! Who are you? : poems by Emily Dickinson, edited by Edric S. Mesmer ; with an introduction by Virginia Euwer Wolff

I'm nobody! Who are you? : poems by Emily Dickinson, edited by Edric S. Mesmer ; with an introduction by Virginia Euwer Wolff

Label
I'm nobody! Who are you? : poems by Emily Dickinson
Title
I'm nobody! Who are you?
Title remainder
poems by Emily Dickinson
Statement of responsibility
edited by Edric S. Mesmer ; with an introduction by Virginia Euwer Wolff
Title variation
  • I am nobody! Who are you?
  • Im nobody! Who are you?
Title variation remainder
poems
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Subject
Genre
Language
eng
Summary
A collection of poems by an outstanding 19th-century American poet whose works were published posthumously
Summary
A collection of poems by the nineteenth-century American poet includes "The soul selects her own society," "It was not death, for I stood up," "How happy is the little stone," and "Hope is the thing with feathers."
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180298
Cataloging source
MGI
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1830-1886
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Dickinson, Emily
Dewey number
811.4
Illustrations
illustrations
Index
no index present
LC call number
PS1541
LC item number
.I54 2002
Literary form
non fiction
http://library.link/vocab/ext/novelist/minGradeLevel
  • 4
  • 6
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  • Mesmer, Edric
  • Wolff, Virginia Euwer
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True
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  • Children's poetry, American
  • American poetry
  • Children's poetry, American
  • American poetry
Target audience
juvenile
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poems
Label
I'm nobody! Who are you? : poems by Emily Dickinson, edited by Edric S. Mesmer ; with an introduction by Virginia Euwer Wolff
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Publication
Note
"This edition is only available for distribution through the school market."
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volume
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nc
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rdacarrier
Content category
text
Content type code
txt
Content type MARC source
rdacontent
Contents
I'm nobody! Who are you? -- Way I read a letter's this -- To make a prairie it takes a clover -- Water is taught by thirst -- Soul selects her own society -- Something in a summer's day -- If what we could were what we would -- For Death, -or rather -- If recollecting were forgetting -- I send two Sunsets -- I had been hungry all the years -- Each that we lose takes part of us -- Mountain sat upon the plain -- It was not death, for I stood up -- I reason, earth is short -- Love reckons by itself alone -- Body grows outside, -- Door just opened on a street -- Bee is not afraid of me -- How happy is the little stone -- Surgeons must be very careful -- Cricket sang -- Word is dead -- There is a word -- Bustle in a house -- Thought went up my mind today -- There came a wind like a bugle -- I died for beauty, but was scarce -- I think that the root of the Wind is Water -- It tossed and tossed, -- My life closed twice before its close -- Nature rarer uses yellow -- Is bliss, the, such abyss -- She sweeps with many-colored brooms -- We learn in the retreating -- No rack can torture me -- So set its sun in thee -- Clock stopped-not the mantel's -- Some things that fly there be, -- Perception of an -- Bird came down the walk -- I've got arrow here -- Adventure most unto itself -- I never hear the word "escape" -- There is another Loneliness -- You've seen balloons set, haven't you? -- It's like the light, -- As imperceptibly as grief -- Softened by Time's consummate plush -- Long sigh of the Frog -- Before I got my eye put out -- What if I say I shall not wait? -- To tell the beauty would decrease -- I started early, took my dog -- Give little anguish -- I years had been from home -- Mine enemy is growing old, -- Remembrance has a rear and front, -- I measure every grief I meet -- Pain has an element of blank -- Apparently with no surprise -- At half-past three a single bird -- My river runs to thee -- Last night that she lived -- Sun kept setting, setting still -- Murmuring of bees has ceased -- If I can stop one heart from breaking -- Narrow fellow in the grass -- There's a certain slant of light -- Toad can die of light! -- Low at my problem bending -- I gained it so -- My Wheel is in the dark, -- Much madness is divinest sense -- Soul unto itself -- Her Grace is all she has -- I felt a funeral in my brain -- Wild nights! Wild nights! -- Not any sunny tone -- Soul's superior instants -- Death-blow is a life-blow to some -- You cannot put a fire out -- It dropped so low in my regard -- Love is anterior to life -- Of all the sounds despatched abroad -- Precious, mouldering pleasure 'tis -- This world is not conclusion -- That Love is all there is -- I felt a cleavage in my mind -- Except the heaven had come so near -- Exultation is the going -- Brain is wider that the sky -- Everywhere of silver -- Could I but ride indefinite -- Moon was but a chin of gold -- Not knowing when the dawn will come -- I dreaded that first robin so -- Of bronze and blaze -- At last to be identified! -- To lose one' faith surpasses -- We play at paste -- Rat is the concisest tenant -- Superiority to fate -- Just lost when I was saved! -- Those final Creatures, -who they are -- I have no life but this
Control code
ocm49388824
Dimensions
18 cm
Extent
105 pages
Isbn
9780439403238
Media category
unmediated
Media MARC source
rdamedia
Media type code
n
System control number
(OCoLC)49388824
Label
I'm nobody! Who are you? : poems by Emily Dickinson, edited by Edric S. Mesmer ; with an introduction by Virginia Euwer Wolff
Publication
Note
"This edition is only available for distribution through the school market."
Carrier category
volume
Carrier category code
nc
Carrier MARC source
rdacarrier
Content category
text
Content type code
txt
Content type MARC source
rdacontent
Contents
I'm nobody! Who are you? -- Way I read a letter's this -- To make a prairie it takes a clover -- Water is taught by thirst -- Soul selects her own society -- Something in a summer's day -- If what we could were what we would -- For Death, -or rather -- If recollecting were forgetting -- I send two Sunsets -- I had been hungry all the years -- Each that we lose takes part of us -- Mountain sat upon the plain -- It was not death, for I stood up -- I reason, earth is short -- Love reckons by itself alone -- Body grows outside, -- Door just opened on a street -- Bee is not afraid of me -- How happy is the little stone -- Surgeons must be very careful -- Cricket sang -- Word is dead -- There is a word -- Bustle in a house -- Thought went up my mind today -- There came a wind like a bugle -- I died for beauty, but was scarce -- I think that the root of the Wind is Water -- It tossed and tossed, -- My life closed twice before its close -- Nature rarer uses yellow -- Is bliss, the, such abyss -- She sweeps with many-colored brooms -- We learn in the retreating -- No rack can torture me -- So set its sun in thee -- Clock stopped-not the mantel's -- Some things that fly there be, -- Perception of an -- Bird came down the walk -- I've got arrow here -- Adventure most unto itself -- I never hear the word "escape" -- There is another Loneliness -- You've seen balloons set, haven't you? -- It's like the light, -- As imperceptibly as grief -- Softened by Time's consummate plush -- Long sigh of the Frog -- Before I got my eye put out -- What if I say I shall not wait? -- To tell the beauty would decrease -- I started early, took my dog -- Give little anguish -- I years had been from home -- Mine enemy is growing old, -- Remembrance has a rear and front, -- I measure every grief I meet -- Pain has an element of blank -- Apparently with no surprise -- At half-past three a single bird -- My river runs to thee -- Last night that she lived -- Sun kept setting, setting still -- Murmuring of bees has ceased -- If I can stop one heart from breaking -- Narrow fellow in the grass -- There's a certain slant of light -- Toad can die of light! -- Low at my problem bending -- I gained it so -- My Wheel is in the dark, -- Much madness is divinest sense -- Soul unto itself -- Her Grace is all she has -- I felt a funeral in my brain -- Wild nights! Wild nights! -- Not any sunny tone -- Soul's superior instants -- Death-blow is a life-blow to some -- You cannot put a fire out -- It dropped so low in my regard -- Love is anterior to life -- Of all the sounds despatched abroad -- Precious, mouldering pleasure 'tis -- This world is not conclusion -- That Love is all there is -- I felt a cleavage in my mind -- Except the heaven had come so near -- Exultation is the going -- Brain is wider that the sky -- Everywhere of silver -- Could I but ride indefinite -- Moon was but a chin of gold -- Not knowing when the dawn will come -- I dreaded that first robin so -- Of bronze and blaze -- At last to be identified! -- To lose one' faith surpasses -- We play at paste -- Rat is the concisest tenant -- Superiority to fate -- Just lost when I was saved! -- Those final Creatures, -who they are -- I have no life but this
Control code
ocm49388824
Dimensions
18 cm
Extent
105 pages
Isbn
9780439403238
Media category
unmediated
Media MARC source
rdamedia
Media type code
n
System control number
(OCoLC)49388824

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