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“Tell all the Truth but tell it slant.”
~ Emily Dickinson

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‌Some things that fly there be,—
Birds, hours, the bumble-bee:
Of these no elegy.

Some things that stay there be,—
Grief, hills, eternity:
Nor this behooveth me.

There are, that resting, rise.
Can I expound the skies?
How still the riddle lies!

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Emily is said to have carried a pencil and scraps of paper in her pocket in order to always be prepared when a poem came her way. 

Image of Emily Dickinson – from the daguerreotype taken circa 1848. (my frame)
Poem – Emily Dickinson. Complete Poems. 1924.