purplecat wrote:
If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain.
Hope is the thing with feathers
that perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all.
I shall tell you how the sun rose,-
A ribbon at a time.
Because I could not stop for Death,
He kindly stopped for me;
The carraige held but just ourselves
And Immortality.
I really love Emily Dickenson. 🙂
Emily Dickinson actually had many love interests but her demands were high. Not only for the fact that she rarely ever left her room because of her illness and her experiences at an all girls college. She had four men that she was very interested in, including a preacher and a judge. The other two I forget. She sent them letters and a few poems that she wrote about them and they wrote her back, engaging in her game but nothing more. Emily more fanisized about a relationship with them more than anything else. On the outside they were good friends to her but in her mind they were her lovers.
I wanted to apologize, I know I created this thread and I didn’t mean to leave it hanging. Life has just gotten more complicated and busy since then. I hardly have the time to post once a week sometimes once a month. I’m glad that this thread has gone so far.