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Emily Dickinson makes 50 words contain endless possibilities.
We are all too aware of the gap between what is and what might be. On one side are the plain facts we are supposed to face, on the other the wild speculations we would rather indulge.
Here’s a short poem by Emily Dickinson that doesn’t so much close or narrow the gap as somersault over it, landing us in a place where the rules of time, space and meaning have been rewritten by the sheer force of an imaginative will, reveling in language’s generative potential….Click here to read the full article
