Was Emily Dickinson Murdered?

[Veronique]

Enjoyed this. Eagerly await any future parts.

And as you posted in discussion: I have actually witnessed and participated
in her murder on several occasions. I had this friend, Brian, who liked to
"translate" her poems (his expression) into limericks. He was shockingly good
at it, partly because many of her poems ARE, spiritually, limericks. (Two of
the reasons I like her stuff are that it's short and it's playful.) His ones
derived from her fly/buzz/death poem were amazing. I'll try to find a few
and post them.



Yes, please post them..
and thanks for the comment ...
vr

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[quote='billy' pid='93963' dateline='1333756663']
where did the wpman get all that time to write so much poetry, before she was done in?
and do we know why and how she was murdered?

She had all the time she needed--
the details of her murdered have not been
released, pending notification of her
family.
rv

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Though she deserved to be at least a little bit murdered for her mangling of punctuation alone, I suspect that there's something to your theory of murder as a more romantic option to, say, persistent haemorrhaging of internal organs until the entire contents of the body explodes out one's available orifices.

Somehow (though the subject link is not direct), I find the image of Miss Dickinson throwing back a quilt and inviting anyone to have their wicked way dreadfully incongruous. Making the gentleman a cup of tea and offering the use of a lantern to hold those murderous dark shadows at bay during the long walk home, perhaps. Maybe even -- gasp! -- unfastening the clasp at the very topmost of her flannel shirt to allow a brief glimpse of her delicate Adam's apple...

Emily, like Whitman, never married-- and after her death
her association with Melville more or less ended.
rv

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Very fun read. Next I'm sure you'll produce evidence that proves that Sylvia Plath didn't own an oven. I'm looking forward to additional installments.

Additional installments??

I'm working on Charles Lamb and Thomas Macaulay.

Thanka for the reply.
(I heard a fly buzz)
rv

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Where I on the other hand never give a toss and hurl them in haphazardly as to my whim.
Being totally uneducated in the field can do they to you children!
Yes I have been murdered often over my life , but for some reason my eyes keep opening back up. That my dears can be most unfortunate as the last time I was laid out on the table, granny was eating her porridge and died on the spot when my hand moved and tipped the bowl into her lap.
Far from being voluptuous I was a skinny little bitch with great big knockers and that stopped me from running for poet of the year in 1997.
Much to snotty Micks good fortune. We were an item back then but I left him standing on a corner the day he shit himself and let it run down the inside of his short pants.
He put me off boys until I was seven when met the love of my life. it took another fifteen years for him to realize his true intentions. That really killed me outright.

I love you Bronte ...
dt