Who wrote this story?

The thing that made her mind go numb

Between my finger and my thumb
The squat pen rests;snug as a gun.

What year was she born?

The event happeing in her brain

When have I last looked on
The round green eyes and the long wavering bodies
Of the dark leopards of the the moon?
All the wild witches, those most noble ladies

Who was her biggest influence?

Describe the heavens

Partake the five divine that burns
In Milton, Pope, and Scottish Burns,
Who sang his native braes and burns.

At what age did she withdraw from public life?

The thing she hits when she falls.

"Hope" is the thing with feathers
That Perches in the Soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all

What doe sit mean by she was a barefoot writer?

Her mind is the end.

We paused before a House that seemed
A Swelling of the Ground-
The Roof was scarcely visible-
The Cornice-in the Ground-