Emily Dickinson As

I recently completed a series of portraits of Emily Dickinson. I feel like that is a pretty dangerously boring sentence to write without backing it up, so here they are:

Emily Dickinson knitting while kayaking through a lavafall

Emily Dickinson playing cards with dogs

Emily Dickinson in a factory, with Ezra Pound on a leash

Emily Dickinson as an astronaut baseball-player in a bathroom

Emily Dickinson as Catwoman in Boston Commons

Emily Dickinson riding on a hunting dog at sunset

Emily Dickinson as a centaur in the ocean

Emily Dickinson as a mermaid

I think they have something to do with this.

A Journey of Love

After visiting the website, trulysexypoet.com, I've been wondering: what is truly sexy poetry? It's either this or something else.

© Steven Sheets.

I'm leaning towards the latter.

The word 'truly' is what makes me most uncomfortable. It's the confidence with which they proclaim this both sexy and truly sexy that makes me second-guess myself. Either way, I'm glad it's part of the landscape of contemporary American poetry.