Poems by Emily Dickinson

• Fame’s Boys and Girls, who never die
• Far from Love the Heavenly Father
• farthest Thunder that I heard, The
• fascinating chill that music leaves, The
• Fate slew Him, but He did not drop—
• feather from the Whippoorwill, A
• feet of people walking home, The
• Few, yet enough
• Field of Stubble, lying sere, A
• Finding is the first Act
• Fingers of the Light, The
• Finite—to fail, but infinite to Venture
• first Day that I was a Life, The
• first Day’s Night had come, The
• first Mute Coming, A
• first We knew of Him was Death—, The
• Fitter to see Him, I may be
• Flake the Wind exasperate, The
• Floss won’t save you from an Abyss
• Flower must not blame the Bee, The
• Flower will not trouble her, it has so small a Foot, A
• Flowers—Well—if anybody
• Follow wise Orion
• For Death—or rather
• For each ecstatic instant

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