Emily Elizabeth Dickinson is one of the most prominent American poets of all times. Her most famous works include “Because I could not stop for Death,” “I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,” “Success is counted sweetest,” and “I taste a liquor never brewed.” Such titles with negative connotation gives an assumption that talking about love wasn’t that easy for this author. And it is no wonder because she managed to combine the description of love and death in her lyrics:
“These fleshless lovers met,
A heaven in a gaze,
A heaven of heavens, the privilege
Of one another’s eyes.”
These lines are about a couple who met after death before entering the Heaven for the God’s Judgement Day. They feel special emotions which invokes tremor in heart. Both man and a woman understand that their souls are immortal and they can be in love forever after death.
The poems Emily Dickinson wrote were unique and not typical for the period when she lived and worked. She decided to spend almost her whole life in isolation. This seclusion can be another reason for her pessimistic love poetry.
It is essential to highlight that the main topics of her poetry were the relation between love, death and immortality. For her, love is immortal, and it is a combination of controversial feelings: freedom and captivity. When one person is in love, he is both happy and miserable for Emily:
“Except thyself may be
Captivity is consciousness,
At the same time, Emily Dickinson wrote a lot of poems that are addressed or dedicated to “Master,” “Signor,” or “Sir.” After reading such works, it is possible to consider them confessional, revealing secrets about her lover. However, it is a mistake to forget that she has never been married.
Here is a list of Emily Dickonson Love Poems
- You Left Me
- If you were coming in the fall
- I hide myself within my flower
- That I did always love
- Have you got a brook in your little heart
- He touched me, so I live to know
- The night was wide, and furnished scant
- I lived on dread; to those who know
- I taste a liquor never brewed
- Success is counted sweetest
- Wild nights – Wild nights
- I felt a Funeral, in my Brain
- I’m nobody! Who are you?
- “Hope” is the thing with feathers
- A Bird, came down the Walk
- Because I could not stop for Death
- My Life had stood – a Loaded Gun
- Tell all the truth but tell it slant