Did Emily Dickinson mind that only eleven of her works were published during her lifetime? From her letters, one would assume that she didn’t because she talked about family and friends and seemed content. For all the talk about her being reclusive, she did have the close proximity of her beloved brother and sister all […]
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I am compressing my remaining two Emily Dickinson posts into one, which I hope to put online sometime in the next day. I found the same topic reflected in the subjects of both essays, and am editing accordingly. Besides, my hands are bloody enough from beating at the box. After the essay, I am going […]
I have two other Emily Dickinson posts planned, just waiting some fresh new pictures to complete. I took photos on a nice long walk today, and will head out tomorrow for an even longer hike, and by the weekend, Emily will ride these pages again. In the interim, Loren has a lovely post today on Emily and […]
Today I packed my trunks with borrowed books and made my way through the gray and thoughtful day to fulfill my duty returning my overdue books to the library. The library is my main charity because I am almost always late returning books and consequently pay nice fat fines. We have a very good deal […]
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Fat Tuesday became flat Tuesday
I had planned on attending the St. Louis Mardi Gras parade and celebration downtown tonight, but decided against it this afternoon. My ankle and foot are still bruised after the fall a long time ago, which is annoying, and I’m not feeling up to the crowds tonight. I don’t regret missing out on the drunks, […]