Weird Poets

Now, don't get me wrong, I absolutely adore classic American poetry; not because it's good because, let's face it, old poets were indeed weirdos. You have Dickinson going all bezerk with these dashes that make us panic and feel undone. Whereas Whitman is a fellow who is  undeniably gender fluid, he talks of a she, he, and himself but all as himself in the 11th stanza in the packet. The obscurity of these poets is so marvelous for the reason of, well me at least, thinking "what in the sam-heck possessed these poets to constantly end lines with dashes, and refer to oneself as a she and he and I?" I was so confused and irritated with the fact that I was unable to have a legitimate answer as to why Dickinson predicted her death, and even called herself blind. Like, why on earth are you even closing yourself within four walls constantly and not wonder what it beyond those four walls. But hey, maybe it's just Dickinson thing that I'd rather not know, or it is just simply explainable. But, because of these poets and their peculiarities, I do find them really interesting which made their poems all the better (confusing maybe, but at least it's better than boring!).