Guest poem sent in by Connie Rockman There is an Emily Dickinson poem that has been important to me for years, not one of her better known poems, I think, but startlingly appropriate in the wake of the tragedy . . .
Written about 1864, perhaps in response to the horrors of the Civil War . . . perhaps to reflect on some personal trauma . . . in her inimitable way, Dickinson speaks from the deepest recesses of the human soul, giving words to feelings that many of us find impossible to express. Connie Rockman, Stratford, CT