‘Tis whiter than an Indian Pipe —
‘Tis dimmer than a Lace —
No stature has it, like a Fog
When you approach the place —
Nor any voice imply it here
Or intimate it there
A spirit — how doth it accost —
What function hat the Air?
This limitless Hyperbole
Each one of us shall be —
‘Tis Drama — if Hypothesis
It be not Tragedy —

Analysis, meaning and summary of Emily Dickinson's poem ‘Tis whiter than an Indian Pipe —

2 Comments

  1. your papa says:

    yea that was a really great poem…. she always has a lot to say in her poetry. It is very inspirational

  2. cole says:

    It was O.K

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