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Bomboli2: “Hope” is the thing with feathers - That perches in the soul - And sings the tune without the words - And never stops - at all - Emily Dickinson

harkaflark: Some dude mansplaining how to write poetry to Emily Dickinson.

LiteraryVienna: „That it will never come again is what makes life so sweet.“ Emily Dickinson

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zephtx: If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain; If I can ease one life the aching, Or cool one pain, Or help one fainting robin Unto his nest again, I shall not live in vain. Emily Dickinson

ShamekaPlans: I dwell in possibility. - Emily Dickinson

TypingChicken: I had a joke on Dickinson (The poet Emily), To sum her life’s work in a gag Contumeliously

SarahH_109: Emily Dickinson was the queen of funny letters. That’s today’s tweet.

CecileVarry: Emily Dickinson, dazzling gradually:

Egidio1900: Presentiment Is That Long Shadow On The Lawn Presentiment is that long Shadow on the Lawn, Indicative that Suns go down , The Notice to the startled Grass, That Darkness is about to pass . Emily Dickinson

Shazam1001: Patti Smith Reads Emily Dickinson's Pre-Particle Physics Ode to the Science and Splendor of How the World Holds Together

ZeeshanJaanam: I send a message by a Mouth that cannot speak. —Emily Dickinson

zarkmi3: I feel lost, just like always. Had I not seen the Sun I could have borne the shade But Light a newer Wilderness My Wilderness has made —— Emily Dickinson

JohannesGoranss: "Dashes drew liberty of interruption inside the estructure of each poem. Hush of hesitation for breath and for breathing. Empirical domain of revolution and revaluation where words are in danger, dissolving... only Mutability certain." - more from S. Howe's My Emily Dickinson

CLMerrill: Thrilled to share this new essay on hope. "Emily Dickinson was right: ‘Hope is a strange invention’"

Samantharhill: Emily Dickinson's recipe for doughnuts:

jeremy_millar_1: I have an Emily Dickinson joke —

DublinersThe: "Life is a spell so exquisite that everything conspires to break it." Emily Dickinson

Vidisha__P: "Hope” is the thing with feathers - That perches in the soul - And sings the tune without the words - And never stops - at all - .... I’ve heard it in the chillest land - And on the strangest Sea - Yet - never - in Extremity, It asked a crumb - of me. -Emily Dickinson

nerdyOme: The lady dare not lift her veil, For fear it be dispelled. ~ Emily Dickinson, The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson

aristo__plato: How strange that nature does not knockand yet does not intrude! - Emily Dickinson - nature unpersuasive

curlymo_99: I have an Emily Dickinson joke and it’s short

ArsEstHabitus: But the recollecting of Bloom Keeps making November difficult — Emily Dickinson

ribsremoved: Push aside Emily Dickinson it’s MY time

mauramullarkey: "Hope” is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul And sings the tune without the words And never stops — at all ✨Emily Dickinson

matriarchflower: and Emily Dickinson and I share the same birthday. Obsessed with this book already.

RamonaMcKean: Emily Dickinson and Hope for Our Times

azforeman: These translations of Emily Dickinson into Spanish by Nicole D’Amonville Alegría are a real achievement. Dayum.

xoneple: Parting is all we know of heaven and all we need to know of hell. (Emily Dickinson)

twogirlsinwhite: A response to Emily Dickinson -

glaeso: Hope By Emily Dickinson Hope is a subtle glutton; He feeds upon the fair; And yet, inspected closely, What abstinence is there! His is a the halcyon table That never seats but one, And whatsoever is consumed The same amounts remain. ——————————————————————

Poem2Poem: If I can stop one heart from breaking, / I shall not live in vain; - Emily Dickinson

rososus: posted emily dickinson poetry on main... obviously i’m yearning and i’m pining and i’m yearning

Poem2Poem: Two butterflies went out at noon / And waltzed above a stream. - Emily Dickinson

ZeeshanJaanam: — and I — too late — Should reach the Heart that wanted me —Emily Dickinson

Jasonwaddle4: "By bobolink from lane. Blossom and I– Her oath, and mine– Will surely come again" –Emily Dickinson

MisaJC: Its crazy because Emily Dickinson never wrote anything as fire as WAP.

LeslieHolt2: “The brain is wider than the sky For put them side by side The one the other will contain With ease – and you – beside” ~ Emily Dickinson Today

cdaventry: To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee, One clover, and a bee. And revery. The revery alone will do, If bees are few. Emily Dickinson

JohannesGoranss: "Orders suggest hierarchies and category. Categories suggest property. My voice formed from my life belongs to no one else. What I put into words is no longer my possession. Possibility has opened." Susan Howe, My Emily Dickinson

RobGMacfarlane: This Saturday’s poem-aloud is Emily Dickinson’s “Hope Is The Thing With Feathers” (1862), a poem that might sing especially brightly now. Full text:

yeojdoblados: MANNEx2AM WhisperChallengeQA Old age comes on suddenly, and not gradually as is thought. -Emily Dickinson

lamquaintrelle: We paused before a House that seemed, A swelling of the Ground - The roof was scarcely visible - The Cornice - in the Ground. ~Emily Dickinson

AlexandriaJoha1: I felt it shelter to speak to you. ~Emily Dickinson

oureric: Sorry I haven’t returned your text, I’ve been working nonstop all morning trying to replace the words in the song “And Bingo Was His Name” with the words of the Emily Dickinson poem “I started Early — took my dog.” It’s going well but it’s intense!

itsSamthaan: The Gem was gone ---- And now, an Amethyst remembrance Is all I own ----- ~Emily Dickinson.

sociolinguista: A word is dead When it is said, Some say. I say it just Begins to live That day. —Emily Dickinson

RandomUTFan: But how he set, I know not. There seemed a purple stile Which little yellow boys and girls Were climbing all the while Till when they reached the other side, A dominie in gray Put gently up the evening bars, And led the flock away. -Emily Dickinson

simmsahp: Emily Dickinson: They shut me up in Prose

Poem2Poem: Before I got my eye put out / I liked as well to see - Emily Dickinson

DerekWinnert: Cynthia Nixon is tremendous, really quite astonishing, as Emily Dickinson...

chikuwa100q_bot: 98. A wounded deer/ leaps the highest. [Emily Dickinson]

FatemahIsah: Emily Dickinson story is a very interesting one.

tuff_n_tender: ‘I had no monarch in my life, and cannot rule myself; and when I try to organize, my little force explodes and leaves me bare and charred’ - Emily Dickinson

mohithtweets: Nature is a haunted house, but art is a house that wants to be haunted. – Emily Dickinson

chikuwa100q_bot: 21. Fortune/ befriends the bold. [Emily Dickinson]

tambourine: itch are waiving their revenue share today, so if you feel like buying my poetry zines then... now's a good time! here's the emily dickinson one:

WritingJobz: A wounded deer leaps the highest - Emily Dickinson

Jay_S0105: As if my life were shaven, And fitted to a frame, And could not breathe without a key, And ’twas like Midnight, some - When everything that ticked - has stopped - And space stares - all around - ~Emily Dickinson

Poem2Poem: Musicians wrestle everywhere: / All day, among the crowded air, - Emily Dickinson

dharamvirtanwa4: I know nothing in the world that has as much power as a word. Sometimes I write one, and I look at it, until it begins to shine. Emily Dickinson

Poem2Poem: If those I loved were lost / The Crier's voice would tell me-- - Emily Dickinson

guagua11230107: Had I not seen the Sun I could have borne the shade But Light a newer Wilderness by Emily Dickinson

SofiaJoubert: A great Hope fell You heard no noise The Ruin was within.. - Emily Dickinson © Krista McCurdy

GeliRaubal1: 'Tell all the truth but tell it slant,' Emily Dickinson

conejoplayers: Opening tonight at 7:30 p.m., it's The Belle of Amherst! Hear the story of American Poet Emily Dickinson, in her own words! Tickets at

pva_oluwapemi: A little Madness in the Spring Is wholesome even for the King, But God be with the Clown – Who ponders this tremendous scene – This whole Experiment of Green – As if it were his own! Emily Dickinson

Mimi_CBE: “ Renunciation— the piercing virtue!” Emily Dickinson

RandomUTFan: Emily Dickinson wrote A LOT about bees and butterflies.

survivor_num1: I felt a Funeral, in my Brain, And Mourners to and fro Kept treading - treading - till it seemed That Sense was breaking through . . . As all the Heavens were a Bell, And Being, but an Ear, And I, and Silence, some strange Race, Wrecked, solitary, here Emily Dickinson

chelsaya: having my friends stop by for plates that I lower down from my 2nd floor apartment on a rope and pulley like I'm emily dickinson sending down cakes and pastries in a basket for the neighborhood kids

GerardtheGuard: *Emily Dickinson time travels to 2020* “Alas, what fools. I could stay inside all day, literally.”

Ariolus_Apollon: "If certain, when this life was out--- That yours and mine, should be I'd toss it yonder, like a Rind, And take Eternity." Emily Dickinson

phcminds: Emily Dickinson The celebrated poet’s last words were as beautiful as could be expected; "I must go in, for the fog is rising."

notes_from_x: "The Soul selects her own Society- Then - shuts the Door- ... Like stone." ~Emily Dickinson

BillThorness: "One day is there of the Series Termed Thanksgiving Day. Celebrated part at Table Part in memory." -- Emily Dickinson 814, 1896

zzombiekid: this year im thankful for the three ppl that have talked to me in the last eight months and the fact that i have a small waist and emily dickinson and shigaraki and fatgum and books and paint and vincent van gogh and candles that smell like the sea and my dog and kibby

highestromance: Picture me rollin’ -Emily Dickinson

DebiecJacek: Emily Dickinson, Gratitude - is not the mention

StarFolk_: That it will never come again Is what makes life so sweet. ― Emily Dickinson

aliner: I always think of Emily Dickinson when i imagine using the word “less” like a gauntlet.

paidpayswillpay: me and my hs friends/classmates in one classroom again. we were discussing emily dickinson. everyone was noisy. that was a fun mini reunion, even it was only a dream.

imreadytobe: i like the name "emily" for emily dickinson who wouldnt wanna go to umass emily

imreadytobe: covids got me feeling like emily dickinson but way less talented

LeyMurillo7: Ourself behind ourself, concealed – Should startle most – Assassin hid in our Apartment Be Horror’s least. -Emily Dickinson

caecilia1003: There is another sky, Ever serene and fair, And there is another sunshine, Though it be darkness there — Emily Dickinson ©︎David Ingraham

2020Researcher: Emily Dickinson's poem, “I gave myself to him,” illustrates marriage as “a solemn contract” where a woman exchanges herself for financial security, depicting her husband as nothing more than a customer.(1/3)

2020Researcher: What Emily Dickinson saw was the loss of self-identity in marriage, as the wife conforms to meet her husband's demands, rather than her own desires.(2/3)

AwakeningSmile: The Mind is so near itself -- it cannot see, distinctly -- and I have none to ask -- Emily Dickinson 15 April 1862

xoneple: Parting is all we know of heaven and all we need to know of hell. (Emily Dickinson)

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peggiejeanie: “Forever is composed of nows.” - Emily Dickinson

rickbenger: Emily Dickinson: "…Susie, forgive me Darling, for every word I say – my heart is full of you, none other than you is in my thoughts, yet when I seek to say to you something not for the world, words fail me."

EffInvictus: This is a cliched tweet. But Emily Dickinson referred to her sister-in-law Susan as her Beatrice and Stella, seems to have convinced her brother to marry Susan and her father to build a house for Susan so that they could be in proximity, wrote many of her poems for Susan,

ghani_b: Where thou art - that - is Home. - Emily Dickinson

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