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- Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (December 10, 1830 - May 15, 1886) -

Ancestry: Amherst, Massachusetts, USA

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson was an American poet. Born in Amherst, Massachusetts, to a successful family with strong community ties, she lived a mostly introverted and reclusive life. After she studied at the Amherst Academy for seven years in her youth, she spent a short time at Mount Holyoke Female Seminary before returning to her family's house in Amherst. Thought of as an eccentric by the locals, she became known for her penchant for white clothing and her reluctance to greet guests or, later in life, even leave her room. Most of her friendships were therefore carried out by correspondence.

Although Dickinson was a prolific private poet, fewer than a dozen of her nearly eighteen hundred poems were published during her lifetime. The work that was published during her lifetime was usually altered significantly by the publishers to fit the conventional poetic rules of the time. Dickinson's poems are unique for the era in which she wrote; they contain short lines, typically lack titles, and often use slant rhyme as well as unconventional capitalization and punctuation. Many of her poems deal with themes of death and immortality, two recurring topics in letters to her friends.

Although most of her acquaintances were probably aware of Dickinson's writing, it was not until after her death in 1886—when Lavinia, Emily's younger sister, discovered her cache of poems—that the breadth of Dickinson's work became apparent. Her first collection of poetry was published in 1890 by personal acquaintances Thomas Wentworth Higginson and Mabel Loomis Todd, both of whom heavily edited the content. A complete and mostly unaltered collection of her poetry became available for the first time in 1955 when The Poems of Emily Dickinson was published by scholar Thomas H. Johnson. Despite unfavorable reviews and skepticism of her literary prowess during the late 19th and early 20th century, critics now consider Dickinson to be a major American poet.

It's all I have to bring to-day, This, and my heart beside, This, and my ...
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
Wild nights. Wild nights! Were I with thee, Wild nights should be Our luxur...
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
You left me, sweet, two legacies, - A legacy of love A Heavenly Father woul...
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
I cannot live with you, It would be life, And life is over there Behind the...
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
What if I say I shall not wait? What if I burst the fleshly gate And pass, ...
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
A charm invests a face Imperfectly beheld. The lady dare not lift her veil ...
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
Heart, we will forget him, You and I, tonight! You must forget the warmth h...
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
There is another sky, Ever serene and fair, And there is another sunshine, ...
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
If those I loved were lost The Crier's voice would tell me - If those I lov...
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
A little Snow was here and there Disseminated in her Hair — Since she and...
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson