Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Emily Dickinson on Letters

"And what is Ecstasy but Affection and what is Affection but the Germ of a little Note?

A Letter is a joy of Earth--
It is denied the Gods--

Emily,
with Love."

"A Letter always feels to me like immortality because it is the mind alone without the corporeal friend. ... Indebted in our talk to attitude and accent, there seems a spectral power in thought that walks alone--."

While Emily gets the love for the letter right (especially in the first bit), it seems a little dangerous to love the letter over being together with someone in person (which it seems she did in life). This parallels loving earth not as looking forward to heaven, but over heaven itself.

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