Thursday, May 15, 2014

Each that we lose takes part of us

Each that we lose takes part of us;
A crescent still abides,
Which like the moon, some turbid night,
Is summoned by the tides.

—Emily Dickinson

Sketch of Emily Dickinson's Gravestone

Dickinson died on this day in 1886. To commemorate her death, I thought I'd share this little sketch I made of objects left on her gravestone: stones, notes, a saint's medallion, flower trim, a cigarette, an artificial candle ...

If you're in the vicinity of Amherst, Massachusetts, don't miss the annual Emily Dickinson Poetry Walk on Saturday. It starts at her home at 2 p.m. and continues around town to places of significance in her life, with a traditional toast at the gravesite in West Cemetery. Would you like to read from her poems? Arrive at 1:45 p.m. to sign up.

Rain is in the forecast for Saturday, so bring your umbrella!

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