A few years ago my wife and I were planning a trip to coastal Massachusetts. I had gotten her to agree to a detour to the Springfield Armory Museum in Springfield. She wasn’t unhappy about going, but she would not have elected to go of her own accord. While looking for other diversions along the travel route she recalled that the Emily Dickinson Museum was also in Massachusetts. Having majored in English and being a long-time Dickinson fan, she was pleased to find that the Museum is in Amherst, along the I-91 corridor, along the route to Springfield. It was settled. We were going.
I am not a poetry enthusiast and never really have been. There was a brief time in high school when I thought I was, but it didn’t last long. I was exposed to Dickinson in my high school American Literature class but was lucky enough to dodge the poetry bullet in college. Surprisingly, I was not at all down on visiting the Dickinson homestead. (Read More...)