Emily Dickinson

(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886 / Amherst / Massachusetts)

Much Madness Is Divinest Sense - Poem by Emily Dickinson

Much Madness is divinest Sense -
To a discerning Eye -
Much Sense - the starkest Madness -
`Tis the Majority
In this, as All, prevail -
Assent - and you are sane -
Demur - you`re straightaway dangerous -
And handled with a Chain -


Comments about Much Madness Is Divinest Sense by Emily Dickinson

  • Rookie - 181 Points Brian Jani (5/5/2014 4:00:00 AM)

    Wow nice pen work (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Nichole Harper (2/5/2010 9:24:00 AM)

    I absolutely love this poem. A wonderful professor turned me on to Ms. Dickinson and I haven't looked back since.

    Sorry, I'm not going to inject any snotty intellectual elitism here. Dickinson never needed it and this piece presents a fine insight into why. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie River Lee (11/28/2008 3:03:00 AM)

    Emerson said: It is easy in the world to live after the world's opinion, it is easy in solitude to live after one's own. But great is the man who in midst of the crowd keeps with perfect sweetness the independence of solitude. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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