Emily Dickinson

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

Comments about Emily Dickinson

  • Rohan R (7/29/2008 10:04:00 AM)

    One of the poets that hadn't noticed on early days. Generates philosophical
    messages in all her works

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  • p.a. noushad p.a. noushad (7/14/2008 3:54:00 AM)

    a gentle voice with a philosophy of life.

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  • Rosa Jamali (6/1/2008 2:30:00 PM)

    Philosophy and thoughts coming through poetry, so precious, the way she treats the words with a gentle decent vioce..

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  • okeydokey #3 (1/14/2008 3:23:00 AM)

    ...she is...my all time favorite...there was nobody...ever...that was better suited to write poetry...she is freaking amazing...

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  • Kristyn Sommers (10/13/2007 3:06:00 PM)

    Woah she looks like a dude!

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  • Dana Tyrrell (6/11/2006 8:02:00 PM)

    a truly amazing poet!

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  • Vikram Aarella - The Poem Shooter (6/1/2006 2:46:00 PM)

    It's really amazing the number of poems she has written.

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  • Uriah Hamilton (7/12/2005 9:01:00 AM)

    Quietly in her room,
    Emily Dickinson
    created a universe of poetry!

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  • Pickled Onion (1/29/2005 6:34:00 AM)

    Your poem reminded me of part of your surname

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  • Theodora Onken (1/16/2005 10:33:00 PM)

    I have always loved Emily Dickinson. She was so quiet and introspective, but had such a gentle gift with words. She spent many an Amherst day writing about the things that touched her so much, and of course, the bee, and nature were amongst her favorite topics. Her gift of writing was discovered later, which is a true shame.

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Best Poem of Emily Dickinson

Hope Is The Thing With Feathers

'Hope' is the thing with feathers—
That perches in the soul—
And sings the tune without the words—
And never stops—at all—

And sweetest—in the Gale—is heard—
And sore must be the storm—
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm—

I've heard it in the chillest land—
And on the strangest Sea—
Yet, never, in Extremity,
It asked a crumb—of Me.

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I Send Two Sunsets

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I send Two Sunsets—
Day and I—in competition ran—
I finished Two—and several Stars—
While He—was making One—

His own was ampler—but as I
Was saying to a friend—
Mine—is the more convenient
To Carry in the Hand—

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