









Emily Dickinson’s “The grass so little has to do”
The Grass so little has
to do –
A Sphere of simple Green –
With only Butterflies to
brood
And Bees to entertain –
And stir all day to
pretty Tunes
The Breezes fetch along –
And hold the Sunshine
in its lap
And bow to everything –
And thread the Dews, all
night, like Pearls –
And make itself so fine
A Duchess were too
common
For such a noticing –
And even when it dies –
to pass
In Odors so divine –
Like Lowly spices, lain
to sleep –
Or Spikenards, perishing –
And then, in Sovreign
Barns to dwell –
And dream the Days away,
The Grass so little has
to do
I wish I were a
Hay –











https://www.emilydickinsonmuseum.org/education/resources-for-students-and-teachers/
https://edsitement.neh.gov/lesson-plans/lesson-1-emily-dickinsons-own-words-letters-and-poems
https://study.com/academy/topic/emily-dickinson-poetry-lesson-plans-resources.html