“My friends are my estate.”
Emily Dickinson (1830 – 1886)
Born to an Amherst Massachusetts family with deep Puritan roots, Dickinson was better known in her lifetime as a gardener than as a poet. Famously reclusive, she spent decades brooding on the mysteries of life and death, and became more and more preoccupied with the latter. A few of her poems were published in the The Atlantic Monthly, but the vast majority of the more than 800 she wrote were not known to the public until after her death. A complete collection did not appear until the 1950’s.
Because I could not stop for Death-
He kindly stopped for me-
The Carriage held but just ourselves-
And Immortality.
Greg
Gregory R. Bover
Good Morning Gloucester 