суббота, 30 января 2016 г.

The Lovely British Poetry : Emily Dickinson The Sky Is Low

Hello dear readers!
Do you really love winter? I mean, do you love winter with its sharp cold winds, slippery roads, short grey days and endless nights?
Can you imagine that such a miserable picture is a source of inspiration?
Emily Dickinson created this winter masterpiece in some usual words. Let's read and enjoy this amazing poem!
My favourite phrase from this poem:
Nature, like us, is sometimes caught
Without her diadem.

The sky is low, the clouds are mean,
A travelling flake of snow
Across a barn or through a rut
Debates if it will go.

A narrow wind complains all day
How some one treated him;
Nature, like us, is sometimes caught
Without her diadem.

Mean - angry, violent
a barn - large building on a farm where animalscrops, or machines are kept
a rut -  deep narrow mark in the ground made by a wheel
to complain - express dissatisfaction or annoyance about something 
to treat - to behave towards someone in a particular way
How some one treated him - What others thins about him

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