Who is Emily Dickinson

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (December 10, 1830 – May 15, 1886) was an American poet.

Dickinson was born in Amherst, Massachusetts into a prominent family with strong ties to its community. After studying at the Amherst Academy for seven years in her youth, she briefly attended the Mount Holyoke Female Seminary before returning to her family's house in Amherst.

Evidence suggests that Dickinson lived much of her life in isolation. Considered an eccentric by locals, she developed a penchant for white clothing and was known for her reluctance to greet guests or, later in life, to even leave her bedroom. Dickinson never married, and most friendships between her and others depended entirely upon correspondence.

While Dickinson was a prolific poet, f...
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Away 262 Never 211 Life 199 Sun 195 Death 170 Time 168 Face 165 Night 154 Soul 153 God 148

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  • Boiarski: “fame is a bee. / it has a song — / it has a sting — / ah, too, it has a wing.” - emily dickinson
  • Artemisinfurs: emily dickinson's poetry is so simple yet so elegant? i love her finely arranged rhymes, her melodical structure and her little metaphors dancing around each poem
  • _crisdrea143: forever is composed of nows. —emily dickinson  tuestobewith greenteam
  • Poem2poem: before i got my eye put out / i liked as well to see - emily dickinson
  • Circumevidence: the things of which we want the proof are those we know the best -- emily dickinson
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