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Summer for thee, grant I may be When Summer days are flown! Thy music still, when Whipporwill And Oriole -- are done!
For thee to bloom, I'll skip the tomb And row my blossoms o'er! Pray gather me -- Anemone -- Thy flower -- forevermore!

The poem
Summer for thee, grant I may be When Summer days are flown! Thy music still, when Whipporwill And Oriole -- are done!
For thee to bloom, I'll skip the tomb And row my blossoms o'er! Pray gather me -- Anemone -- Thy flower -- forevermore!
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HEy its the summer ANd i love this poem~~~~
As always, Nature speaks in this poem. Almost a prayer that the speaker, the anemone, be allowed to be "summer" when it is gone; to be music when the songs of the birds are gone. Then, an abrupt promise: to bloom for the hearer, the anemone will be plowed under. Then the prayer again that the speaker, the anemone, be gathered forever. Typical Dickinson: personification and a dialogue between some element of nature speaking to the hearer or reader, in this case. Yes, this is a "summer" poem.
summer for thee,grant I may be
its a summer poem,written beautifully by Emily..close to nature and beauty..song of the birds,music and flowers for "evermore"..The title of th poem was choosen after her death...may be she thought ,something more beautiful...