book giveaway: emily dickinson, solitary gardener

ANEW FRIEND REMINDED ME THAT EMILY DICKINSON lived “right at the intersection of solitude, poetry, and gardening,” a place that sounds like a happy home to me at this life phase. So before April, which is National Poetry Month, slips away, why don’t we celebrate with poems, a book giveaway, and a look at the incredible herbarium, or volume of pressed plant specimens like the one at left, that Dickinson compiled as a teenager? It’s all right here.

    1. Margaret says:

      Welcome, Cheryl. Me, too. :) I suspect there are more of us out there than we know (since those of us who are this way tend to be home gardening, reading, and being quiet, tee hee). See you soon!

  1. Jean says:

    Although not really a poem I am fond of the Shaker hymn “Simple Gifts” There are several variations. I also like a poem that I tore out of a magazine.

    In the hush of morning she waits for me
    And again when night falls quietly
    On little birds and rivulets,
    On painted daisies in flowery beds,
    On wings of stillness she waits for me,
    This peaceful princess…tranquility.

    Loise Pinkerton Fritz

  2. Margaret says:

    I’m just getting into poetry but have been into gardening forever. As you say–solitude is an essential part of life too. Thanks for the opportunity to receive the book.

    1. Margaret says:

      Welcome, Margaret. You did comment to enter over on the book blog — perfect! Nice to meet you, and hear that some of my favorite things are ones you share.

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