This post is dedicated to my favourite poet of all time- Emily Dickinson. Its not that I don’t appreciate Byron or haven’t been swept away by Milton or travelled fathoms with Wordsworth. Its just that more than the poems themselves the poet’s character fascinates me- that lends strength to the veracity of her penned thoughts and views. All through her life, in a male-dominated bastion, her writings were never accounted for much. Yet she wrote- it wasn’t to prove her critics wrong, it wasn’t to challenge others opinions nor to instigate a revolution in women’s contribution to literature. She wrote because she loved to..
All the greats, poets, philosophers, even story writers have succeeded because they love what they do..
what makes a joke funny- the way its told of course;
what makes a book special- the way its wrote of course
Doing something you love irrespective of the world is what set Emily apart in my eyes. Her writings are claimed to be a work of genius. These gems were dug up from the letters that she wrote to her friends and family- She was, as most geniuses are, recognised and laurelled posthumously.. Her devotion, and passion to write make her poems still more precious- who knows how many Emily’s are lurking in the world right now??
Similarly my favourite stories are of O’Henry and Oscar Wilde. I love them for different reasons. O never gave up- he started writing his shorties (famous for their twisted ends) when he was in jail for an offence he didn’t commit.. He didn’t languish in self-pity, rather he made use of the irony and channelled it into his immortal stories (my personal favourite being ‘The Gift of the Magi’)… Oscar Wilde, on the other hand, wrote heart wrenching stories.. I love them because they have life in them.. living breathing characters with shades of black white and grey… To give life to your writing you have to love your life and express the passion for your work in what you write.. I doubt if this makes much sense literally- but that’s what drives me…
Ultimately, its not how Much we do but rather How we do it that matters…What I write is not for a claim to fame but rather my small contribution to the works of others who have inspire and entertained me… I’ll end this with a befitting collection from Emily herself :
"This is my letter to the world,
That never wrote to me, --
The simple news that Nature told,
With tender majesty.
Her message is committed
To hands I cannot see;
For love of her, sweet countrymen,
Judge tenderly of me!"
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