emily dickinson (while making bread for her father)
She baked bread for her father every morning. Did he know about her poetry? Probably not. He loved her, thought she was a bit wierd but was unaware of her secret. While making the dough she usually thought of her compositions. "Should I put the adjective 'my' in capitol letter or leave it like that? Should I use the term 'world' or 'society'? World, definitely."