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Emily Dickinson's Collected Poems

Part One: Life 27. I'm nobody! Who are you?

I'm nobody! Who are you?

Are you nobody, too?

Then there 's a pair of us -- don't tell!

They 'd banish us, you know.


How dreary to be somebody!

How public, like a frog

To tell your name the livelong day

To an admiring bog!

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