Home » Famous Poems » Emily Dickinson » He was my host -- he was my guest

He was my host -- he was my guest

Read 'He was my host -- he was my guest' by 'Emily Dickinson' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.

He was my host -- he was my guest by Emily Dickinson

 He was my host -- he was my guest,
I never to this day
If I invited him could tell,
Or he invited me.

So infinite our intercourse
So intimate, indeed,
Analysis as capsule seemed
To keeper of the seed.

Form: Ballad

♡Like0

Comments

Comments About This Poem

Share your interpretation, favorite passage, or thoughts about this famous poem. Please provide an in-depth and meaningful comment.

What do you think the poet was trying to say?
Which line had the biggest impact on you?
How does this poem relate to modern life?
What literary devices did you notice?

No comments have been posted yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.

Get a Premium Membership

Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.

Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace