I would write to Emily Dickinson. If you have ever read her letters, she wrote some of the most fascinating correspondence ever to grace this planet. For her, even writing about catching a cold was an entertaining exercise in anthropomorphism. If she ever tried to conform to normal conventions of what to discuss and how to discuss it, I'm not aware of it. Every one of her letters is like one of her poems, full of unusual, crystal-clear images which the reader could take away with him after he read.
I almost wonder, in fact, whether my own letters would seem quite boring and mundane, compared to hers. I don't naturally exude her uniqueness of thought or her gift for metaphorical imagery. But I would still like to be able to write to her. If only there were some CDW wormhole that I could use... (g)