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821 pages, Paperback
First published December 1, 1974
The whole truth about Emily Dickinson will elude us always; she seems almost willfully to have seen to that.Nor is it the author's fault that what remains is often quite sad:
...she seems always to have been grateful to anyone who would spark a poem in her or inspire a letter. At first it was...any of the young people, male and female, she wrote to with almost equal intensity. Later she turned to people of a quite different sort, most of them impossibly out of her reach...There's something heartbreaking about this reclusive woman inundating her correspondents with so many letters and poems. Surely many of them felt overwhelmed by it—and by her—and that's heartbreaking too.
He ate and drank the precious Words -
His Spirit grew robust -
He knew no more that he was poor,
Nor that his frame was Dust -
He danced along the dingy Days
And this Bequest of Wings
Was but a Book - What Liberty
A loosened spirit brings -