Who is Emily Elizabeth 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, fe...
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Emily Elizabeth Dickinson Poems

  • "there's A Certain Slant Of Light,"
    There's a certain slant of light,
    On winter afternoons,
    That oppresses, like the weight
    Of cathedral tunes. ...
  • A Syllable
    Could mortal lip divine
    The undeveloped freight
    Of a delivered syllable,
    'T would crumble with the weight....
  • A Train Went Through A Burial Gate,
    A train went through a burial gate,
    A bird broke forth and sang,
    And trilled, and quivered, and shook his throat
    Till all the churchyard rang; ...
  • Look Back On Time With Kindly Eyes,
    Look back on time with kindly eyes,
    He doubtless did his best;
    How softly sinks his trembling sun
    In human nature's west!...
  • The Journey
    Our journey had advanced;
    Our feet were almost come
    To that odd fork in Being's road,
    Eternity by term. ...
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