Author Emily Dickinson 82 Whose cheek is this? What rosy face Has lost a blush today? I found her—"pleiad"—in the woods And bore her safe away. Robins, in the tradition Did cover such with leaves, But which the cheek— And which the pall My scrutiny deceives. Tags today lost 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