“Heaven” — is what I cannot reach!
The Apple on the Tree —
Provided it do hopeless — hang —
That — “Heaven” is — to Me!
The Color, on the Cruising Cloud —
The interdicted Land —
Behind the Hill — the House behind —
There — Paradise — is found!
Her teasing Purples — Afternoons —
The credulous — decoy —
Enamored — of the Conjuror —
That spurned us — Yesterday!
Certain pictures from Nature remind me that God is distant.
i lvoe this poem so much it touch my heart… its just like my life.. what ever i want i have to try hard to get it.. omg id love this poem sooo much.. id sure get a tattoo on my arm of tis poem
this is my first comment on her poem, today i happen to read one of hers entitled” i am nobody”, i take to like her and her poems
I REALLY like this poem! It makes me want to touch the sky! It really does! I had to memorize it for my 5th grade teachers and all of the other kids! And two years later I look back and realize it wasn’t that bad!
I dOn’T rEaLlY UnDeRsTaNd ThE sEcOnD sTaNzA oF tHiS pOeM. It’S cOnFuSiNg. BuT bEsIdEs ThAt, ThE pOeM iS pReTtY gOoD.
i love all my cool kids out there!
__//*DaNiEllE*\\__
I think in this poem Dickinson expressed her loss of faith in God. Heaven/paradise appears to be alluring and it decoys people to pursue, however, it would spurn them when they really believe in it. The analogy of the a[pple on the tree is well used.
I love this poem. It touches my heart. Just if she were alive today i could tell her that myself.
Do you understand this poem, well i do,
This is exactly how i fell,
I just want to ask her Why did you write this when did you write this. BUt i never will be