Talk not to me of Summer Trees
The foliage of the mind
A Tabernacle is for Birds
Of no corporeal kind
And winds do go that way at noon
To their Ethereal Homes
Whose Bugles call the least of us
To undepicted Realms
Talk not to me of Summer Trees
Analysis, meaning and summary of Emily Dickinson's poem Talk not to me of Summer Trees
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My college Glee Club recently sang a lovely arrangement of this poem (by composer Casey Klippel). How evocative and haunting!