From the large windows of her room, the poet’s circumference comes into view. To the south she looked across Main Street to the Dickinson hay meadow and beyond to the classical stone buildings of Amherst College. If she peered down the road away from town she might make out the railroad tracks that ran north to south before the gentle slope of the Pelham Hills. Look the other way and the bustle of town was in plain view with shops, a guest house, and the block of buildings containing her father’s law offices. More immediately in the foreground of the western view still stands The Evergreens; home of Austin and Susan Dickinson and their three children.
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