<p>Late in life, Dickinson scribbles this poem on a piece of paper, perhaps a corrective to herself--and a way to tell the truth. Slant. Kind. With dazzle.</p>

Late in life, Dickinson scribbles this poem on a piece of paper, perhaps a corrective to herself--and a way to tell the truth. Slant. Kind. With dazzle.

Emily Dickinson, Poem #1263 ("Tell all the Truth")

Join me, Mark Scarbrough, on this bookmarked journey through some of the best lyric poetry in English . I've got a passion for small, evocative poems. I'd like to share that with out--as well as those poems, of course! Together, we'll encounter the core things that make us human: love, the inner life, the emotions, our notion of purpose, and our relationship with the natural world around us. Join me. We humans are made for each other!

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Emily Dickinson, Poem #1263 ("Tell all the Truth")

Emily Dickinson, Poem #1263 ("Tell all the Truth")