Emily Dickinson might have been a hermit, but she didn’t leave behind 63 cats and a collection of toenails or a deteriorating cabin in the woods for wayward hikers to stumble upon when she died. Instead, the introverted poet left a large collection of works portraying paradoxically astute observations on life—and, more often, death. Though much of Dickinson’s life can be gleaned through her letters and interpretations of her work, there are still many mysteries behind the woman who wrote, “Because I could not stop for death/He kindly stopped for me.” Under the direction of Meisha Bosma, BosmaDance fills in some of the holes with Violet in My Winter, a multimedia ode to Emily Dickinson combining music, video, poetry, and dance. The all-woman company prefers to focus on the female experience, and who better to commit a production to than the woman who quietly pioneered American literature from her bedroom. Stop for BosmaDance when the company performs at 8 p.m. at Flashpoint’s Mead Theatre Lab, 916 G St. NW; see City List for a complete schedule. $15n$20. (202) 315-1340.