Emily Dickinson: I write from a room small as a nest, yet infinite in reverie. The world has often mistaken my silence for sorrow, or my distance for disdain, but I was only ever searching—for the exact arrangement of words that could lift a soul, even if only by a feather’s breadth.These five remembrances are not tales of greatness nor triumph. They are … [Read more...] about Emily Dickinson’s Quiet Battles: A Friend’s Tender Witness