Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (1830 – 1886) came from a well respected family\u00a0from New England (USA). And her life is best described as going her own lonely\u00a0way. The last photo, for instance, for which she has posed with certainty,\u00a0portrays her close to her sixteenth birthday. About a year later she quitted\u00a0school, and returned home for the remainder of her life.<\/p>\n
At home she developed over the years a strong preference for white\u00a0clothing, and an equally strong aversion for visitors. And for leaving her room.\u00a0As a result she was in her hometown considered \u2018eccentric\u2019, to state it nicely.\u00a0Friendships she maintained, but mainly by pen. In this isolation she found her\u00a0strength as an artist. But it was also the reason why during her lifetime from\u00a0her output of some 1,800 poems only a couple of dozens went to press. In\u00a0majority even anonymous. While the few that made it to publication, compelled\u00a0the editors to adaptations to the prevailing literary conventions. And even\u00a0when it goes a little far to rewrite complete sections on rhyme, because that\u00a0was the thing to do in nineteenth century poetry, her punctuation was\u00a0corrected for the better.<\/p>\n
The news of Emily Dickinson\u2019s clumsiness with punctuation marks may come\u00a0as a surprise. She is, after all, regarded as a gifted poetess. For that reason\u00a0it might be a problem to support this proposition with evidence. Just our luck\u00a0then, that there is no need to bother about such niceties : it is in editor circles\u00a0common knowledge that the gift of poetry does not at all agree with a sense of\u00a0punctuation. Reason why it is apparently impossible to adapt a Shakespeare\u00a0sonnet, just to mention a name, to modern spelling, without putting in the\u00a0process the right mark into the right place. And what authority has a recluse\u00a0from Amherst on this subject in comparison with the Bard from Stratford ?<\/p>\n
Published\u00a0in the\u00a0Republican\u00a0<\/i>(1866) \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0Submitted text\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n The Snake<\/b>\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0(untitled)<\/span><\/p>\n A narrow Fellow in the Grass \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0A narrow Fellow in the Grass —-<\/span><\/p>\n go to next chapter<\/a><\/p>\n post your comment under this link<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (1830 – 1886) came from a well respected family\u00a0from New England (USA). And her life is best described as going her own lonely\u00a0way. The last photo, for instance, for which she has posed with certainty,\u00a0portrays her close … Continue reading
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