Author Emily Dickinson Our lives are Swiss -- So still -- so Cool -- Till some odd afternoon The Alps neglect their Curtains And we look farther on! Italy stands the other side! While like a guard between -- The solemn Alps -- The siren Alps Forever intervene! Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments