10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886
Hope Is The Thing With Feathers
"Why Do I Love" You, Sir?
"Faith" Is A Fine Invention
Will you tell me my fault, frankly as to yourself, for I had rather wince, than die. Men do not call the surgeon to commend the bone, but to set it, Sir.
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886), U.S. poet. Letter, July 1862, to Thomas Wentworth Higginson. The Letters of Emily Dickinson, vol. 2 (1958). Higginson, an author, critic, and retired Unitarian minister, had received his first letter from Dickinson April 15, 1862, with four poems enclosed; the correspondence continued throughout her life. Higginson, in the role of literary mentor, eventually cooperated in producing a volume of her poems in 1890, though only after making significant textual changes.
20 Jan 10:31
I can't for the life of me, understand why scholars of Emily Dickison don't explain that this poem 'I died for Beauty' as a conversation between a Union and Confederate soldier, The Confederates died for Beauty the Union for Truth, obviously written about the start of the war, the poem sort of helped to heal the divisions after the war. Any insights on this write latecreategmail
Soran M. H
21 Dec 2019 05:04
still very good poet after nearly 150 years, amazing poems by great poet
11 Dec 2019 10:11
The beautiful woman.