Emily Dickinson
Emily Dickinson
Emily Elizabeth Dickinsonwas an American poet. Dickinson was born in Amherst, Massachusetts. Although part of a prominent family with strong ties to its community, Dickinson lived much of her life highly introverted. 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. Considered an eccentric by locals, she developed a noted penchant for white clothing and became known for her reluctance to...
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth10 December 1830
CityAmherst, MA
Pain has an element of blank
Speech is one symptom of affection; and silence one; the perfect communication is heard of none.
I stepped from Plank to Plank A slow and cautious way
The Service without Hope Is tenderest, I think-- ... There is no Diligence like that That knows not an Until
A Dominie in Gray-- Put gently up the evening Bars-- And led the flock away
And then--a Day as huge As Yesterdays in pairs, Unrolled its horror in my face-- Until it blocked my eyes
Which Anguish was the utterest--then-- To perish, or to live?
It sounded as if the streets were running, And then the streets stood still.
The Brain is just the weight of God-- For--Heft them--Pound for Pound-- And they will differ--if they do-- As Syllable from Sound
Lest I should be old-fashioned, I'll put a trinket on.
Remorse is cureless--the Disease Not even God--can heal-- For 'tis His institution--and The Adequate of Hell
I never lost as much but twice, And that was in the sod.
Elysium is as far as to The very nearest room, If in that room a friend await Felicity of doom.
You are out of the way of temptation and out of the way of the tempter - I didn't mean to make you wicked - but I was - and am - and shall be - and I was with you so much that I couldn't help contaminate.