There is Another Sky

There is another sky,
Ever serene and fair,
And there is another sunshine,
Though it be darkness there;
Never mind faded forests, Austin,
Never mind silent fields -
Here is a little forest,
Whose leaf is ever green;
Here is a brighter garden,
Where not a frost has been;
In its unfading flowers
I hear the bright bee hum:
Prithee, my brother,
Into my garden come!




Emily Dickinson was known as a recluse, because she was always writing poems inside her house, never corresponding with people on the outside. This poem, as I have interpreted it, seems to be coming from Emily's view on wanting to be anywhere but where she is. She seems to be wanting to be able to go away to a magnificent garden, where there are no worries. This magnificent garden, or land, has never been touched by anything bad, or damaging. That place sounded like am imaginative place, Emily wanted to be.