Nature
The sky is low, the clouds are mean
Nature
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.
Cite this poem
MLA
Dickinson, Emily. “The sky is low, the clouds are mean.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/dickinson/72/.
Chicago
Dickinson, Emily. “The sky is low, the clouds are mean.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/dickinson/72/.
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