I think a lot of my writing comes out more subconscious and even though she isn't recent... she was the first poet I could relate with. I'm about to be 20 and the dark years of childhood, childhood, what ever little that was... was brought a little light from her way. I was then opened up to others like Ginsberg, Kerouac, Hemingway, Whitman, Carroll, Sexton, Corso, Poe, etc. I can't really think of any other form of expression that gets me and through everything I'm sure she'd feel the same if she were still alive.
Dickinson is the greatest of all American poets and, along with Shakespeare, among the greatest in the English language. Through her original, unconventional use of diction, rhyme, and punctuation, she transmits Morse code-like messages to the soul. Those with ears to hear, let them hear. Let the others continue condemning her poetry as incoherent babble. 'Much madness is divinest sense to a discerning eye.'
Possibly one of my favorite poets. She does write some weird or slightly dark poetry, but a lot of her poems say things in a way which is at once memorable, concise and curiously true. I'd love to write more like her.
@SamIam you threw out the illiterate nitwit so I'm not going to be too worried about being insulting. The dashes were hers, there are very good fascimiles of her handwritten poems available. They are considered to be a device used to fracture the language by many, or as an idiosyncracy by others... like perhaps when she was trying to think of the next word she would make a dash. Either way since she did not publish while she was alive the truest any 'illiterate nitwit' transcribing her poems can be is to include everything she wrote, dashes and all. You are not the only one to make ignorant comments about her, but yours was on the top so it got the response.