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Contents > Author > Emily Dickinson > The Wind--tapped like a tired Man-- 1830- 1886 Previous Next Emily Dickinson The Wind--tapped like a tired Man-- printer friendly version The Wind -- tapped like a tired Man -- And like a Host -- "Come in" I boldly answered -- entered then My Residence within A Rapid -- footless Guest -- To offer whom a Chair Were as impossible as hand A Sofa to the Air -- No Bone had He to bind Him -- His Speech was like the Push Of numerous Humming Birds at once From a superior Bush -- His Countenance -- a Billow -- His Fingers, as He passed Let go a music -- as of tunes Blown tremulous in Glass -- He visited -- still flitting -- Then like a timid Man Again, He tapped -- 'twas flurriedly -- And I became alone -- (#436)   Previous Next

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