by Emily Dickinson
617
Don't put up my Thread and Needle -
I'll begin to Sew
When the Birds begin to whistle -
Better Stitches - so -
These were bent - my sight got crooked -
When my mind - is plain
I'll do seams - a Queen's endeavor
Would not blush to own -
Hems - too fine for Lady's tracing
To the sightless Knot -
Tucks - of dainty interspersion -
Like a dotted Dot -
Leave my Needle in the furrow -
Where I put it down -
I can make the zigzag stitches
Straight - when I am strong -
Till then - dreaming I am sewing
Fetch the seam I missed -
Closer - so I - at my sleeping -
Still surmise I stitch -
Last updated June 21, 2015