Selected Poetry of Emily Dickinson (NYPL Collector's) | 
I haven‘t managed to share a picture of my new reading nook on here because all its awesomest bits don‘t fit nicely in a square photo, but here‘s Casey hogging my reading chair beside my convenient book stack table.
(FYI, the awesomest bits are the pop art wall stickers above the chair, the framed lenticular Iceman comic above the table, and the lamp clamped onto the bookshelf beside the chair so I get the perfect amount of light on the page.)
One of my bookish goals this coming year is to read more poetry and books in verse.
My daughter's dance studio is putting on the ballet Le Corsaire this next summer based on a Lord Byron poem. Perhaps I'll give that a try.
Do you read poetry? What do you recommend?
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panYeah, I know. Don't @ me. I am also disappointed with myself. The truth is, I've only read a tiny handful of Dickinson's poems before, all in college. I found them simple and beautiful and enjoyable. I thought this book would be just stuffed full of that. But it wasn't. I'm probably too dumb to understand her poetry. Because, well, I didn't understand a good 95% of it. I struggled through almost every poem 5-6 times, desperately trying to Get It.
Y‘all, this book is haaaaaaard. I was not expecting such a tough read! I only understand about 20% of these poems. And I think roughly 99.9% of them are about death. Or I should say—they are concerning—the Theme—of our Mortality— 😂 So...good times.
