Emily Dickinson (1830-1886), the great metaphysical poet and literary recluse, voluntarily sheltered in place and treasured her solitude. What greater source of inspiration for surviving the times? Each week during the "stay home" order there will be a post of lines from her work, along with some needed if irreverent updating (and for which I know her lyrical spirit will forgive me).
Wild nights! Wild nights!
Were I with thee,
Wild nights should be
Our luxury!
-Dickinson
Simple jaunts, simple jaunts!
A store without a line. . .
reunion with my hairdresser
similarly would be fine!
-Storyweaver
FROM DANA:
ReplyDeleteLynne, Been catching up on your blog, and just read that Shakespeare wrote King Lear while quarantined during a plague.
Order more quills from Amazon and keep blogging!
xox Dana