I know it’s perhaps futile, yet I can’t help but wonder how Emily Dickinson would handle being alive in 2026. What would she make of all that vies for our attention and how we spend our time? How would she dance with all the stimulation and barrage of information that descends on us 24/7? Maybe she would post and thrive? It’s true that many of her poems often fit on one IG slide. Maybe she would still choose a fully introverted life and thrive on obscurity. When I look at young people today, man