Emily wrote many poems, and some of my favorites poems are: (in English is in his original version, in Spanish have been translated by Latin poets)

I HIDE myself within my flower,
I HIDE myself within my flower,
That wearing on your breast,
You, unsuspecting, wear me too
And angels know the rest.

I hide myself within my flower,
That, fading from your vase,
You, unsuspecting, feel for me
Almost a loneliness.

EN MI FLOR ME HE ESCONDIDO
En mi flor me he escondido
para que, si en el pecho me llevases,
sin sospecharlo tú también allí estuviera...
Y sabrán lo demás sólo los ángeles.

En mi flor me he escondido
para que, al deslizarme de tu vaso,
tú, sin saberlo, sienta
casi la soledad que te he dejado.
Versión de Carlos López Narváez

I Died For Beauty
I died for beauty but was scarce
Adjusted in the tomb,
When one who died for truth was lain
In an adjoining room.
He questioned softly why I failed?
“For beauty,” I replied.
“And I for truth, the two are one;
We brethren are,” he said.
And so, as kinsmen met a night, }
We talked between the rooms,
Until the moss had reached our lips,
And covered up our names.
Emily Dickinson


Morí por la Belleza.
Morí por la Belleza, pero recién
acomodada en la fosa,
uno que murió por la verdad yacía
En una fosa contigua.
Me preguntó en voz baja la causa de mi muerte.
“Por la Belleza –respondí,
“Y yo, por la Verdad: las dos son una;
entonces somos hermanos”, dijo.
Y así, como parientes que se encuentran una noche,
Hablamos de un cuarto al otro,
Hasta que el musgo alcanzó nuestros labios
Y cubrió nuestros nombres.
Versión de Irene Gruss & César Cuadros

summary of: byography of Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson was born in Massachusetts, U.S, on December 10 of 1830, she was a North American poetry, she was called The Belle of Amherst, and her poetry was the sing of her soul, a true and beautiful sing. Her history is so sad, she passed great part of her life shut in a room of her father in Amherst, and it’s for that reason that many of her poems have a taste bitter, and there she spoke about liberty and things she never did. Most of her friendships were therefore carried out by correspondence. Almost all her poetry never was published in life, just after her death. Her family came from a puritan tradition and they professed the protestant religion and it’s for that reason that she passed great part of her life shut in a room, besides there influenced her work.
Her father, Edward Dickinson was lawyer from The University of Yale, and her mother was Emily Norcross Dickinson. Emily had two brothers: her oldest brother, William D., and her smallest sister was Lavinia D. she played an important role in this history because she was the one who discovered the poetic work of Emily after her death, even she became in the first compiler and editor of the Emily’s poetry.
She studied in the Amherst Academy, before 1838 that Academy was only for men, but in that year it opened its doors for girls, and Emily decided to go there in 1840. She learned there, literature, religion, history, mathematics, geology and biology. There, she learned too, to speak Greek and Latin. And it was in this way that she could read to Virgilio in the original language. She didn’t have much talent in mathematics, so when she had to do the mathematics homework she asked for help to her girl friends.