Emily Poem

The cricket sang,
And set the sun,
And workmen finished, one by one,
Their seam the day upon.

The low grass loaded with the dew,
The twilight stood as strangers do
With hat in hand, polite and new,
To stay as if, or go.

A vastness, as a neighbor, came,--
A wisdom without face or name,
A peace, as hemispheres at home,--
And so the night became.

This poem really got me thinking about what Emily was trying to tell us. I think the message of the poem deals with the night. As the night sets in, people start to go home and their lives stop. They are home from work. Everything seems so peaceful. I loved the line, "A wisdom without face or name." I think Emily feels darkness gives a person a sense of wisdom they do not feel during the day. The night can get a person to actually stop and think about their life.