5 One sister have I in the house

Written in a letter to her friend Susan, about whom this poem is written, in 1858, and transcribed into a fascicle the following year.

I’ve heard so many speculations about Emily being a lesbian, but honestly, why must we search for scandal? She had a friend. One she chose carefully and loved dearly, and celebrated in her art.┬áLet’s respect her enough to leave it at that.

One Sister have I in the house –
And one a hedge away.
There’s only one recorded –
But both belong to me.

One came the road that I came –
And wore my last year’s gown –
The other, as a bird her next
Builded our hearts among.

She did not sing as we did –
It was a different tune –
Herself to her a music
As Bumble bee of June.

Today is far from childhood,
But up and down the hills,
I held her hand the tighter –
Which shortened all the miles –

And still her hum
The years among,
Deceives the Butterfly;
And in her Eye
The Violets lie,
Mouldered this many May –

I spilt the dew,
But took the morn –
I chose this single star
From out the wide night’s numbers –
Sue – forevermore!

[Emily Dickinson]

Happy Saturday!

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