This Emily Dickinson Poem Will Hit You Where You Live New York Times (Online) A.O. Scott Isabella Cotier Emily Dickinson's home, photographed in 2017. Greg Miller for The New York Times Emily Dickinson, circa 1847. Amherst College Library Sign up for the Books newsletter to be notified when we publish the next installment in this series. Want to memorize another poem? Try our newest 5-day Poetry Challenge ! People-watchers, trainspotters and A.O. Scott agree: Ezra Pound's “In a Station of the Metro” is one of the shortest great poems in English. A.O. Scott seeks practical advice in a villanelle by Wendy Cope. A.O. Scott contemplates the great unknown in Wallace Stevens's “Of Mere Being.” William Blake's “The Clod & the Pebble” is a dialogue on tenderness and cruelty in three short stanzas. Read it with our critic A.O. Scott, and then play a game to memorize it. Our critic A.O. Scott feels the heat of a wintry lyric by the Nobel laureate Louise Glück. “Monet's 'Waterlilies,'” by Robert Hayden, reflects on what art can (and can't) do in tumultuous times. Our critic A.O. Scott shows you why he loves it. Our critic A.O. Scott forages the world's most poetic fruit. Our critic A.O. Scott gazes into a well with Robert Frost. Jane Kenyon's “The Pond at Dusk” is a quiet, mischievous reckoning with nature and mortality. Our critic A.O. Scott plumbs its depths. A.O. Scott ponders the specific gravity and unlikely grace of Kay Ryan's “Turtle.” And we have a game to help you memorize it. “Aunt Jennifer's Tigers,” by Adrienne Rich, is a blazing portrait of an artist and her work. Our critic A.O. Scott admires its craft — and its wildness. Our critic A.O. Scott marvels at the power and paradox of a sonnet by Gwendolyn Brooks. George Oppen's “From a Photograph” turns a wintry snapshot into a moving meditation on parenthood and the passage of time. Our critic A.O. Scott shows you what he loves about it. “Romantic Poet,” by Diane Seuss, is one of the best things that our critic A.O. Scott read (and reread) this year. Our critic A.O. Scott walks you through a poem that speaks to his mood right now. It's called “Party Politics,” but it's not about those parties, or those politics.