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“There's a certain slant of light, On winter afternoons, That oppresses, like the weight Of cathedral tunes.”

Quote by Emily Dickinson

Book:The Collected Poems of Emily Dickinson

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The Collected Poems of Emily Dickinson

This volume includes a selection of Emily Dickinson's renowned poetry, reflecting her innovative use of form and her exploration of personal and philosophical themes. Dickinson's work is celebrated for its originality and depth, offering readers a glimpse into the mind of one of America's most influential poets. more

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Emily Dickinson

Emily Dickinson was a renowned American poet of the 19th century, known for her unique poetic style and profound introspection. Her poetry is characterized by its concise form and philosophical language, often exploring themes such as life, death, nature, and religion. more

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