My favorite poet is Emily Dickinson. Her life is fascinating. I am amazed that she makes such interesting comments about life and yet separated herself from the reality of it. Publishing only a few of her 1800 poems in her life time is so sad. Look what the world missed without reading her little poetic gems of wisdom.
Her understanding of nature and all of its glory from the frog to the snake speaks to the heart of anyone who loves the outdoors. Her cathedral was her backyard where she would speak to God.
Dickinson understood human nature. Her poems speak of love, emotions, loneliess, self-confidence, fear of death, seclusion, and tragedy.
Some of my favorite lines by her include these tidbits of wisdom:
Success is counted sweetest by those who ne'er succeed. "Hope" is the thing with feathers--that perches in the soul- I'm Nobody! Who are you? Are you--Nobody--too? Then there's a pair of us? Some keep the Sabbath going to Church--I kepp it, staying at Home-- There is no frigate like a book to take us lands away-- Inebriate--of Air--am IFinally, my favorite poem by her is number 403 I love her thoughts about faith. I never saw a Moor--
I never saw the Sea
Yet, know I how the Heather looks
And what a Billow be.
I never Spoke with God
Nor visited in Heaven--
Yet certain am I of the spot
As if the Checks were given--
The poem says it all. "The Belle of Amhearst" knew of what she spoke!
