A child roams the outdoors with the family dog.

The motion of a full-blown pink rose captures their attention and confirms their feel of its tiny presence. Both child and pet stare, but the wispy creature disappears so quickly the child doubts whether anything was there at all.

Emily Dickinson’s “Opon a single Wheel” is so rhythmic a child can enjoy the story and the “tune”. Although the poem is not written from the perspective of a child, it may be for the entertainment of children.

Within my Garden, rides a Bird
Opon a single Wheel —
Whose spokes a dizzy music make
As ’twere a travelling Mill —

He never stops, but slackens
Above the Ripest Rose —
Partakes without alighting
And praises as he goes,

Till every spice is tasted —
And then his Fairy Gig
Reels in remoter atmospheres —
And I rejoin my Dog,

And He and I, perplex us
If positive, ’twere we —
Or bore the Garden in the Brain
This Curiosity —

But He, the best Logician,
Refers my clumsy eye —
To just vibrating Blossoms!
An exquisite Reply!

As children so often do, this one is prepared to let the brief noticing go unmentioned, assuming that adults will say, “It’s just your imagination.” You“bore the Garden in the Brain”. The child looks back at Roffy to resume their explorations.

Roffy, however, knows what he sees, “But He, the best Logician”. As Roffy looks back at more “vibrating Blossoms!” the pet’s riveted nose and eyes reassure the child when he “Refers my clumsy eye — /To just vibrating Blossoms!”.

I think the only thing more enticing than a whirligig to a little child might be a fairygig. To a child a hummingbird is a “Fairy Gig” who “Reels in remoter atmospheres” in the garden, the outdoors.

Digest A Poem A Day — Accept What Comes Your Way

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