|Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) was born in Amherst, Massachusetts, to a family well known for educational and political activity. Her father, an orthodox Calvinist, was a lawyer and treasurer of the local college. He also served in Congress. Dickinson’s mother, whose name was also Emily, was a cold, religious, hard-working housewife, who suffered from depression. Her relationship with her daughter was distant. Later Dickinson wrote in a letter, that she never had a mother.
Dickinson was educated at Amherst Academy (1834-47) and Mount Holyoke Female Seminary (1847-48). Around 1850 she started to compose poems – “Awake ye muses nine, sing me a strain divine, / Unwind the solemn twine, and tie my Valentine!” she said in her earliest known poem, dated March 4, 1850. It was published in Springfield Daily Republican in 1852.
The style of her first efforts was fairly conventional, but after years of practice she began to give room for experiments. Often written in the metre of hymns, her poems dealt not only with issues of death, faith and immortality, but with nature, domesticity, and the power and limits of language. From c.1858 Dickinson assembled many of her poems in packets of ‘fascicles’, which she bound herself with needle and thread. A selection of these poems appeared in 1890.
In 1862 Dickinson started her life long correspondence and friendship with Thomas Wentworth Higginson (1823-1911), a writer and reformer, who commanded during the Civil War the first troop of African-American soldiers. Higginson later published Army Life in a Black Regiment in 1870. On of the four poems he received from Dickinson was the famous ‘Safe in their Alabaster Chambers.’
Biography from: ReadPrint.com
I wrote this poem while I was reminiscing on my life past. Since I am adopted I often find myself looking at where I came from and where I am headed. it often brings to my mind poems that just come out. This was one of them.
I See This Space by MwsR
There is so much to remember
So much that it makes me go limber
It was another time
It was another place
With different things
With different faces
A mere shadow of
, to come the me
The one who chanced to love someone
The part that made me dance
The one others gave no second glance
No second chance
Strange yet all too close
Nothing will ever rid me of all those ghostsThere is more to this poem, you can purchase my book on Amazon.com
Please excuse the grammatical errors or spelling errors in the book. I was quite a rookie when doing this book. Thank heavens I have learnt some things. MwsR
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At night when the air is warmer than before
When the breeze gently blows your hair,
You can hear a chatter from underneath the deck boards
I often see eyes staring back at me
But I do not always know where they will be.
Holding my breath when I walk outside
Afraid of the movement, I feel my rapid heartbeat.
I wonder what it is, what it must be,
Somehow they manage to haunt me.
More chatter, more eyes, what is this madness I am in
It comes from summers long ago
When out goes the summer and in comes the fall.
It is all the eyes and cries from those who never left,
They are trapped here and I feel like I taunt them
Taking with me the summer memories of the present
While they are lost forever in summer’s past,
Unable to be seen or heard
Forever they cannot leave, how absurd.
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I write things that come off the top of my mind and never do I practice writing. It just comes really easy for me, I use my writings as a form of therapy , if you will, and it helps me a lot.
I was adopted when I was a baby. I think that part of my writings reflect the feelings and emotions of that experience, a lot.
I try to use simple forms of expression when I write so that others can better relate.
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