Emily Dickinson
A Bird Came Down the Walk
A Bird, came down the Walk -
He did not know I saw -
He bit an Angle Worm in halves
And ate the fellow, raw
And then, he drank a Dew
From a convenient Grass -
And then hopped sidewise to the Wall
To let a Beetle pass -
He glanced with rapid eyes
That hurried all abroad -
They looked like frightened Beads, I thought
He stirred his Velvet Head. -
Like one in danger, Cautious
I offered him a Crumb
And he unrolled his feathers
And rowed him softer Home -
Than Oars divide the Ocean
Too silver for a seam
Or Butterflies, off Banks of Noon
Leap, plashless as they swim