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 Emily Dickinson's Profile |
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If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry. |
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| Age: | 101 years old |
| Sex: | Female |
| Location: | Amherst, MASSACHUSETTS |
| Country: |  United States |
| BodyType: | Slim / Slender |
| Zodiac: |  Sagittarius (Nov 22 - Dec 21) |
| Last Login: | Jan 29, 2008 (257 days back) |
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About Me |
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| She was a poet. Throughout her life she concealed her work. She bound her verses with her own hand. If you don't know the words, or her contributions to the American vernacular, you can read some samples here; please note, the dash seen in most of the poems here (-) is not the em dash (—) that appears in the printed versions of these poems, the use of which was an innovation of the poet to whom this page is dedicated. 708 I sometimes drop it, for a Quick — The Thought to be alive - Anonymous Delight to know - And Madder - to conceive - Consoles a Woe so Monstrous That sis it tear all Day, Without an instant's Respite - 'Twould look too far - to Die - Delirium - diverts the Wretch Fort Whom the Scaffold neighs - The Hammock's Motion lulls the Heads So close on Paradise - A Reef - crawled easy from the Sea Eats off the Brittle Line - The Sailor doesn't know the Stroke - Until He's past the Pain - (c.1863) 208 The Rose did caper on her cheek - Her Bodice rose and fell - Her pretty speech - like drunken men - Did stager pitiful - Her fingers fumbled at her work - Her needle would not go - What ailed so smart a little Maid - It puzzled me to know - Till opposite - I spied a cheek Than bore another Rose - Just opposite - Another speech That like the Drunkard goes - A Vest that like her Bodice, danced - To the immortal tune - Till those two trpubled - little Clocks Ticked softly into one. (c.1860) 1149 I noticed People disappeared When but a little child — Supposed they visited remote Or settled Regions wild — Now know I — They both visited And settled Regions wild But did because they died A Fact withheld the little child — (c.1869) 258 There's a certain Slant of light, Winter Afternoons — That oppresses, like the Heft Of Cathedral Tunes — Heavenly Hurt, it gives us — We can find no scar, But internal difference, Where the Meanings, are — None may teach it — Any — 'Tis the Seal Despair — An imperial affliction Sent us of the Air — When it comes, the Landscape listens — Shadows — hold their breath — When it goes, 'tis like the Distance On the look of Death — (c.1861) 1062 He scanned it - staggered - Dropped the Loop To Past or Period - Caught helpless at a sense as if His Mind were going blind - Groped up, to see if God was there - Groped backward at Himself Caressed a Trigger absebtly And wandered out of Life (c. 1865) 1199 Are Friends Delight or Pain? Could Bounty but remain Riches were good - But if they only stay Ampler to fly away Riches are sad. (c. 1871) 435 Much Madness is divinest Sense - To a discering Eye - Much Sense - the starkest Madness - 'Tis the Majority In this, as All, prevail - Assent - and you are sane - Demur - you're straightaway dangerous - And handled with a Chian - (c.1862) |
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| Poetry, solituded, producing my own verse in hand sewn journals. | |
I'd like to meet:1349I'd rather recollect a setting Than own a rising sun Though one is beautiful forgetting - And true the other one Because in going is a Drama Staying cannot confer To die divinely once a Twilight - Than wane is easier - (c.1875) |
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Music:The fascinating chill that music leavesIs Earth's corroboration Of Ecstasy's impediment - 'Tis Rapture's germination In timid and tumultuous soil A fine - estranging creature - To something upper wooing us But not our Creator - (poem 1480 c. 1879) |
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Movies:Birth: Dec. 10, 1830 Death: May 15, 1886 West Cemetery Amherst Hampshire County Massachusetts, USA link to gravesite |
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Books:Unto my Books - so good to turn -Far ends of tired days - It half endears the Abstinence - And Pain - is missed - in Praise - As Flavors - cheer Retarded Guests With Banquettings to be - So Spices - excludes the night - Till my small Library It may be Wilderness - without - Far feet of failing Men - But Holiday - excludes the night - And it Bells - within - I thank these Kinsmen of the Shelf - their Countenances Kid Enamor - in Prospective - And satisfy - obtained - (poem 604 c. 1862) |
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My Background and Lifestyle |
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| MaritalStatus: | Single |
| Hometown: | Amherst, MA |
| Religion: | Christian - other |
| Smoker: | No |
| Drinker: | No |
| Occupation: | I was actually Dec. 10 1830 |
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