Would you like summer? Taste of ours.
Spices? Buy here!
Ill! We have berries, for the parching!
Weary! Furloughs of down!
Perplexed! Estates of violet trouble ne’er looked on!
Captive! We bring reprieve of roses!
Fainting! Flasks of air!
Even for Death, a fairy medicine.
But, which is it, sir?
Would you like summer? Taste of ours.
Analysis, meaning and summary of Emily Dickinson's poem Would you like summer? Taste of ours.
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There’s an overt playfulness to this poem. Nature’s gifts flaunted disdainfully, perhaps because of boredom? Ending the poem with a question adds a twist: it demands a response from the reader/client.