Reflections of a Man's Heart

In a letter sent in 1862 to Thomas Wenworth Higginson, poetry editor of The Atlantic, Emily Dickinson wrote:

 

 

I have a Brother and a Sister

- My Mother does not care for thought

- and Father, too busy with his Briefs

- to notice what we do

- He buys me many Books

- but begs me not to read them

- because he fears they joggle the Mind

They are religious

- except me

and address an Eclipse,

every morning

- whom they call their 'Father'

 

 

Yet, in Dickinson's poems you can find the deepest spirituality . . .

 

So, once again, it is proved that courage and love go hand in hand. . .

 

. . . that love is courage - or it isn't.

 

^^

 

Emily Dickinson was born December 10, 1830, into one of the prominent families of Amherst Massachusetts.

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She was educated in Amherst Academy . . . during that time an evangelical religious revival was sweeping the country; when the principal asked "all those who wanted to be Christian" to rise from their seats, Emily was the only student who did not stand...

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After her return from the Mound Holyoke Female Seminary (where she stayed for just one year), she left her parents house only twice -once for treatment of an eye condition . . .

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Yet, in spite of this seemingly narrow existence, the 1,776 poems found after her death sewed neatly info pamphlets are models of freedom: freedom of thought , freedom of reference, freedom to take her own paths of poetic technique, freedom of feeling.

"My Business," she stated in another letter, "is Circumference" -and a vast world of imagination, observation, and precisely articulated spiritual and emotional experience is held within the circle of her words.

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Emily Dickinson love poems are probably the best of all time. . .

 

Only a handful of Heian-era women poets in japan have reached such great heights. . .

 

Dickinson sensibility and courage remind us of a simple truth: no matter what happens, no matter what is there, many, many worlds are possible . . .

 

Here and Now.

 

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Even when there seems not to be a possibility, freedom can grow and bloom.

 

Inwards, if it need be.

 

"What is important can't be seen with the eyes" ^^

 

;)