Don’t Put Up My Thread and Needle

Don’t put up my Thread and Needle (617)
by Emily Dickinson

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—

6 thoughts on “Don’t Put Up My Thread and Needle

  1. So sweet when little ones learn to sew, or start doing “grown-up” things. The poem is lovely, I should have known Emily Dickinson would write about sewing.

  2. This is such a wonderful reminder of the joy in sewing and learning. Thanks so much for sharing Emily’s poem.

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