As you walk back to the visitor center, imagine it is a fine day in early summer. Emily Dickinson and her sister, Vinnie, are sitting on a small piazza that used to run the entire length of the east side of the Homestead’s back wing. They are taking their tea, perhaps with a slice of Emily’s gingerbread. Perhaps their niece Martha has joined them. They are surrounded by potted plants from the conservatory, the big daphne and two oleanders in green tubs. A pomegranate tree is in bud, almost ready to flower. Look down the flagstone path toward the flower garden. It beckons.
New feet within my garden go –
New fingers stir the sod –
A Troubador opon the Elm
Betrays the solitude.
New Children play opon the green –
New Weary sleep below –
And still the pensive Spring returns –
And still the punctual snow!
Thank you for joining me on today’s tour of the Dickinson family landscape. I hope you’ve enjoyed this experience. The Museum invites you to explore the landscape on your own, and all of us encourage you to read Dickinson’s poems.Read More