The Work of Her that went,
The Toil of Fellows done —
In Ovens green our Mother bakes,
By Fires of the Sun.
The Work of Her that went,
Analysis, meaning and summary of Emily Dickinson's poem The Work of Her that went,
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this poem is so short
Now, in Winter, Nature doesn’t seem to work anymore.
But what a great work has Nature accomplished!
– From spring to fall, it was able to wind up as much work as numerous men;
It is incredible how much food it was able to produce from grass, from trees!
Yes, her working power is just unbelievable!
For all the warm seasons, she bakes for us like a mother in her “Ovens green”
Helped by the Sun who kindles her fire.