Let's see if this one works...
One of the best elements about Emily Dickinson and her works that I have grown to appreciate is her break from the norm. Yes, she is a product of her society in many ways, but her poetry does challenge what is accepted, especially in its form.
Most first readers of Dickinson begin by asking, "Why the hell are all of these dashes here? And what's up with the strange capitalization?"
Having now been exposed to more of the original manuscripts, I would suggest to future readers of Dickinson to return to the original, because it is always better. Though difficult to decipher, the original manuscripts really show just what our dear friend Emily intended. So much gets watered down and lost in the translation of publishing, which Dickinson herself labeled as practically a crime against the art of poetry. Beyond all of this, there is something very intriguing about looking at truly, original manuscripts. You are looking a legitimate piece of history, unaltered, unedited. It's beautiful in a way, and at least for me, I feel that it has brought me a lot closer to the poetess. (I have also gathered a kind of sympathy for her publishers, since time and time again I find myself wondering what word is what.)
To get back to the point at hand, it would seem that from the very beginning Dickinson had clear intention in her writing style. It is unique for a reason. The dashes and the capitalization certainly have held through the years and years of works read and published since even the most unseasoned poetry reader can distinguish a Dickinson poem from other authors.
I would like to argue that Dickinson's poetry reflects nothing more than her desire to be separated from the norm. I don't think she was out to prove anything, other than that the world should accept her for who she was. She didn't marry for a reason, she didn't strive to be published for a reason, she chose to stay at home and away from the socialites for a reason. She didn't really care what people thought of her or her ideas, or her poetry for that matter. In this since, she embodied her art and her beliefs in the purest of forms. She didn't really lie to her audience, but lived as she claimed in her poetry in this way.
As a side note, I found this pretty cool site. This artist has done some amazing thing with the original manuscripts from Dickinson. Check it out:
http://www.jenbervin.com/html/dickinson.html

