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“When they come back” by Emily Dickinson

When they come back — if Blossoms do —
I always feel a doubt
If Blossoms can be born again
When once the Art is out — 188 more words


Down on the Clover Patch

Woe betide the feet that trespass on the hallowed lawns of Oxbridge colleges! But you already know if you have seen Jeremy Irons as a Trinity Fellow nonchalantly striding across the Great Court in… 480 more words


Let Emily Dickinson Reassure You

Dear Bella Levenshteyn
Let Emily Dickinson reassure you–

Much Madness is divinest Sense —
To a discerning Eye —
Much Sense — the starkest Madness — 23 more words

Our Heroic And Ceaseless 24/7 Struggle Against Tsuris

You are not Emily Dickinson. *I* am Emily Dickinson!

In the twenty-first century, Emily Dickinson has become very much about our selves, an interpretation that has been allowed to flourish partly because of her anonymity: The bulk of her poems, of course, were published after she died, and she lived with her parents all her life, unmarried and leaving letters that only hint at possible lovers, hardly ever leaving her home.

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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) was a poet born in Amherst, Massachusetts.

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The Soul Unto Itself by Emily Dickinson

The Soul unto itself
Is an imperial friend –
Or the most agonizing Spy –
An Enemy – could send –

Secure against its own – 16 more words


Dandelion Days

The dandelion’s pallid tube
Astonishes the grass,
And winter instantly becomes
An Infinite Alas —

The tube uplifts a signal Bud
And then a shouting Flower, — 12 more words

Emily Dickinson