[2015] Emily Roberts: Emily Dickinson

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[2015] Emily Roberts: Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson December !0, 1830 - May 15, 1886

Dare you see a Soul at the White Heat?Then crouch within the door --Red -- is the Fire's common tint --But when the vivid OreHas vanquished Flame's conditions,It quivers from the ForgeWithout a color, but the lightOf unanointed Blaze.Least Village has its BlacksmithWhose Anvil's even ringStands symbol for the finer ForgeThat soundless tugs -- within --Re[f]ining these impatient OresWith Hammer, and with BlazeUntile the Designated LightRepudiate the Forge

The White Heat

Death is like the insect

Began writing as a teenager.Her nfluences include Ralph Waldo Emerson , Elizabeth Barret Browning , and William Blake. Emilys closest friend and advisor was Susan Gilbert.

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Death is like the insectMenacing the tree,Competent to kill it,But decoyed may be.Bait it with the balsam,Seek it with the saw,Baffle, if it cost youEverything you are.Then, if it have burrowedOut of reach of skill - Wring the tree and leave it,'Tis the vermin's will.

Dickinsons family had close ties to the community , but she lived her life mostly hidden. She had 3 kids and attended 7 years in Amherst Acadamy. In her late teens she began to write poetry. Between age 25-35 she had already written 1100 poems. In 1862 she corresponded with Thomas William Higginson who was seeking young writers, he told her to keep wrtiting , but hold off on publication until she has more practice. As her love for poetry grew , she withdrew herself from society and got the nickname " The woman in white ". A woman named Helen Hunt Jackson requested 2 poems from her and soon was published more and more in the newspaper. Soon after (1876-!886) her family and friends were dying , her health declined and she died of brights disease.

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If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain.Forever is composed of nows.Saying nothing... sometimes says the most


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