Poem by Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

The Blue Jay

No brigadier throughout the year
So civic as the jay.
A neighbor and a warrior too,
With shrill felicity

Pursuing winds that censure us
A February day,
The brother of the universe
Was never blown away.

The snow and he are intimate;
I 've often seen them play
When heaven looked upon us all
With such severity,

I felt apology were due
To an insulted sky,
Whose pompous frown was nutriment
To their temerity.

The pillow of this daring head
Is pungent evergreens;
His larder -- terse and militant --
Unknown, refreshing things;

His character a tonic,
His future a dispute;
Unfair an immortality
That leaves this neighbor out.

1. Going
2. Who Robbed the Woods
3. Their Height in Heaven Comforts Not
4. If I Should Die
5. Lay This Laurel on the One

David Lawrence The Blue Jay ("The blue jay with a crest on his head")

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