​Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

Hi TiffanyMarie! I was instantly intrigued about this poem so I wanted to stop by and leave a review!

I love what you did with this work. Emily Dickinson is not only an inspiration for the narrator, but almost like a spirit guiding them to write. The short lines keep a quick tempo to the poem, which leaves off an eerie feeling, only emphasizing the line,

An eerie silence grips me.

At no point in this poem does the reader get lost in translation as to what's happening or what the narrator is experiencing.

You tell a story through this work, of how standing in someone else's shoes (metaphorically yet almost physically!), especially a woman so influential to the world of writing, is so deeply captivating and provoking. It doesn't feel like a scary poem, not like a ghost, but rather an overwhelming sense of excitement, newness, yet awe. The spirit of Emily Dickinson is so strong in the room where she wrote that it screams at the narrator to write. Assumingly so, this is the poem that made her "smile"! Even in the line

I see Emily standing in the doorway.

it really brings Dickinson's role in the poem to life as the narrator feels such a deep connection to her and that other people's art is what keeps her alive.

Overall, this is such a unique, fun, and wonderfully done poem that explores inspiration, emotion, and art. I'm so glad you wrote this and thank you for sharing! Hope you continue to write and love it dearly.

Hello, and welcome to YWS! I enjoyed the vibes of this poem; it felt like a mystery story without the mystery, if that makes any sense. There wasn't a case to solve, but there were supernatural elements and just in general, a sense of something beyond the ordinary (like the magical feeling of being in a writer's abode). Okay, on to some specifics!

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

Super small thing, but was this meant to be the first line of the poem, or did the title accidentally slip in there? >.>

It cannot escape.
It will not leave.

First off, I enjoyed the personification of the silence! It added to the mysterious atmosphere. Secondly, these lines felt slightly contradictory to me. "It cannot escape" feels like the silence has no choice and is trapped in the narrator. "It will not leave," on the other hand, makes it feel like the silence willingly stays in the narrator. Both can be true at the same time, of course, but it feels kind of abrupt to have these different implications right next to each other. I'd appreciate a clarification of whether the silence is choosing to be in the narrator or not. This could just be me, though ^^'

is life-changing and inspirational.

Being able to see the bedroom of this legendary figure does indeed seem like an awesome experience! I wonder if these sentiments could be shown or described through metaphors instead of said outright, though. One of the great things about poetry is how it can involve new ways to say known things!

The room smells of ink and paper.

Love these smells <3

“Write...”I freeze.

Oooh... what an interesting incident! Seems like this command is benign, but I could absolutely see this becoming a horror story as well.

Silence.

Not sure if this was intentional or not, but it's neat that silence is mentioned again! I think it'd be cool to connect that back to the personified silence from the beginning of the poem. For example, does the silence in the narrator stir slightly then settle again? Does it seem to get stronger?

I sit at her desk and write
for five hours till my left hand feels numb.

That's a lot of writing o.o I'm curious how the narrator feels; since they're a writer, are they excited to write, or do they feel like they're being forced to do it? It also works well leaving the reader to wonder, though, I think.

I wrote... and she just smiles.

Yay, looks like the narrator won her approval! That was a lovely ending.

Thanks for sharing, and I hope you have a wonderful day/night! =D