I have had this book since I was 16. My mother gave it to me for my Birthday. It is worn out but holds a lot of sentimental value to me. My grandparents and my uncle have poems written by her on their gravestones. I love Hope is the thing with feathers and It's all I have to bring today. Wild Nights is lovely too. ( )

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This posthumous collection introduced the Amherst recluse to the literary world, apart from a few poems published in her lifetime in local newspapers. Among the 116 poems it contains are some of her most famous, such as “There’s a certain slant of light” and “Because I could not stop for Death.” Dickinson’s envoy, “This is my letter to the world,” serves as a preface. The rest of the collection is subdivided into four sections: Life (26 poems), Love (18), Nature (31), and Time and Eternity (40). The final section title is euphemistic; the poems in it are about death, although many are tempered by an intimation of immortality.
While no substitute for modern critical editions, due to the editors’ interventions, it’s useful to have this selection on my Kindle. ( )

We may ask ourselves a simple question: do we believe Emily Dickinson tried to tell about very exceptional Bees, Ears, or Birds, so peculiar that you write them with capital letters? After verification against manuscript resources and a few thoughts, we may come up with the answer: no, she definitely did not. ( )

I had to read a book of poetry for a reading challenge this year. I admit to not being especially savvy when it comes to understanding the true meaning of many poems, but I took poetry in college, and I had a done decent job of explicating "Because I Could Not Stop for Death," so I figured what the heck. Also, my physician once told me that she had experienced gnosis, and actually wrote a book of his own regarding her spirituality and the Bible, or something along those lines. A lot of it is still barely understandable to me, but I did bookmark a number of poems that I feel I may be able to better understand and appreciate if I go back and re-read them, you know, 10 or 20 times.... ( )