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.
cheryl says
Solitude, poetry and gardening….
these are a few of my favourite things!
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!
Michelle says
Oh so true. A pleasant retreat.
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
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.
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.