*I originally wrote about my visit in this email, and am reposting here for all you poets out there! This version has more pictures.
This past weekend we braved what was supposed to be a NYC monsoon, but was actually just a rainy day, to schlep to the Morgan Library Museum to see the Emily Dickinson exhibit.
I had done a little investigative work and watched some videos by the ModPo UPenn online class before going. (If you enroll in the class, you can access them. It's free to do so.) The videos talk about the meaning behind a couple of Dickinson's poems. Because many of the poems were published posthumously, her drafts show multiple options for word choice, so the editors (mainly her brother's mistress, Mabel Loomis Todd) used the words they think Dickinson most likely would have picked.
The only authenticated picture of Dickinson shows her with dark hair. It was actually auburn. This pictures shows a lock of it that she had sent to a friend...
It was amazing to see her handwriting in person, on the paper she actually used to write the poems we know so well today.
Her handwriting became more spaced out and blocky towards the end of her life.
I'm nobody: Who are you?