A Route of Evanescence (The Humming-Bird) by Emily Dickinson A route of evanescence With a revolving wheel; A resonance of emerald, A rush of cochineal; And every blossom on the bush Adjusts its tumbled head, — The mail from Tunis, probably, An easy morning's ride. Find Related Poems Bird Poems Hummingbird Poems Flower Poems
A Route of Evanescence (The Humming-Bird) by Emily Dickinson A route of evanescence With a revolving wheel; A resonance of emerald, A rush of cochineal; And every blossom on the bush Adjusts its tumbled head, — The mail from Tunis, probably, An easy morning's ride.
