I just read all of these to choose some poems to include in an American literature lesson on Dickinson. Taken as a whole, there's no other conclusion to reach except that she was just a bit addled in the head. So many of her poems just leave you wondering what in the world she's talking about or how in the world she connected the various subjects of her poems. I personally don't think most of her poems are all that great (especially since they can all be sung to the tune of "The Yellow Rose of Texas"), but they are definitely interesting insight into a very eccentric and odd personality. The "Single Hound" set of poems are definitely interesting because they're so far out there in terms of the way Dickinson's brain worked. An alternate title for the "Single Hound" section might as well be "Strange Duck".