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I think your interpretation is excellent Beren.
I think the school and the fields could also symbolize something important in her life (not just be a scene). I agree with you that this poem is about her own death. That's why I don't think she needed to explain the symbolism of the school or the gain, because it was almost like a tribute to death, from her. Any ideas what the symbolism might be, if that's in fact what it is?
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10-23-2004, 03:15 PM | #22 |
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Right now, I could only think that kids symbolise innocence: the simplicity with which one must consider thoughts of life and death and immortality.
As to the symbolism of the fields, I don't know. They could possibly symbolise nature, for which she had a great passion. Or (an idea that I had earlier), fields recall sowing and reaping ==> "you reap what you sow" ==> Judgment Day Now I know this one's farfetched |
10-23-2004, 06:44 PM | #23 |
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Ahhh, I adore Emily Dickinson. I read her everytime I can. Here's a website I go to alot, its got all her poems on it. http://www.bartleby.com/113/ very helpful.
These are my favorites, SUCCESS is counted sweetest By those who ne’er succeed. To comprehend a nectar Requires sorest need. Not one of all the purple host 5 Who took the flag to-day Can tell the definition, So clear, of victory, As he, defeated, dying, On whose forbidden ear 10 The distant strains of triumph Break, agonized and clear. and, Life is but life, and death but death! Bliss is but bliss, and breath but breath! And if, indeed, I fail, At least to know the worst is sweet. 10 Defeat means nothing but defeat, No drearier can prevail! the one Nurv mentioned was great too.
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Hyia Pippin. Welcome to the club
About your first poem, I never understood line 10. Why would she call the defeated's ear "forbidden"? Any thoughts? |
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Yeah I agree with Fat Middle. That's a good explanation.
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10-25-2004, 01:11 PM | #28 | |
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Here's another tough poem I never understood:
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10-25-2004, 09:40 PM | #29 |
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OK, I'm still on The Chariot. When we discussed the poem briefly in English 11 class, my teacher explained it like this: the speaker is talking about what happened when she died. In the first couple stanzas, death is presented as a gentleman, really. I suppose that kind of affects the mood of the poem. So she gets in the carriage with death, and immortality. It's pretty obvious that she believed in an imortal soul, because that really shapes her views on death throughout the poem.
"And I had put away my labour and my leisure too, for his civility." When death comes, as it eventually does, she accepts it gracefully, giving up whatever she was occupied with in life. ('cause Death is just such a sweetie. or something.) As she rides into the afterlife with death, she sees the familiar things from her life. The setting sun seems to suggest to me the closing of her life, as of the day. My teacher explained for the house worked, and how graves used to come out of the ground as described. I'm having trouble picturing it though. >.< Then in the last stanza, we finally make it to eternity. And in the scope of eternity, hundreds of years feel like a day. More specifically, the day she realized about eternity. Maybe that's a little simpistic and literal, but at the same time it makes sense to me. I'm wondering whether or not there's a meaning that I'm missing and that my teacher didn't point out. I like Beren's interpretation though.^^ |
10-26-2004, 07:06 AM | #30 |
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Katya, I think your teacher's explanation is more well-structured and clearer but I'm still sticking by mine.
So what other ED poems did you discuss in class? |
10-26-2004, 07:57 AM | #31 |
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The soul selects her own society, This is my letter to the world. (sorry if I got the titles wrong.) That's all, but we focused more on The Chariot. I missed class yesterday, so I don't know if we'll talk about her much more than that. There was this one poem I liked from freshman English but I can't remember what it was called. I think it was about a little birdy.^^
EDIT: in class today, I was thinking about the things she sees in The Chariot, and I thought...children playing, fields, and the setting sun to represent stages of life. Childhood, work (adulthood) death. Ok gotta go to class or I'm gonna get killed. Last edited by katya : 10-26-2004 at 03:24 PM. |
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She didn't, really. She just pointed it out in the book. I'll tell you what I thought though: (and here's the poem: )
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I'm not sure about the "hands I cannot see", but maybe something along the lines of "I'm not sure who's going to read this 'letter' [since she didn't let people read her poems], but I commit it to your hands, whoever you are." She tells us to judge her tenderly, because people love nature, and she is spreading the words of nature, so in loving her they are loving nature. Something like that- it's a little hard to paraphrase. What do you think? EDIT: Hey, weird timing there, but it's nice to see you're around!^^ I haven't really talked to you before, so I guess it's nice to meet you. I'm Katya, of course. Last edited by katya : 10-26-2004 at 03:44 PM. |
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However, the "hands I cannot see" part is where I disagree with you. Nature's message to Dickinson was sent TO DICKINSON (not to us) by hands she couldn't see, she's simply wondering at how one can understand Nature instinctively, see what I'm saying? EDIT: Quote:
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Oooh....your explanation makes just as much sense as mine. You know what that means: we'll have to hold a seance and ask the poet herself!
What I'm thinking is, she says "TO hands I cannot see," and since the message was to her, it would be her hands, rather than nature's. |
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Seriously, though, I think that the "to" part can easily fit into my explanation. Nature's message to Dickinson is entrusted by nature TO HANDS DICKINSON CAN'T SEE so that these hands may deliver the message TO DICKINSON. Another question. Ever noticed how the "bee" occurs in many of ED's poems? Why do you think that is? |
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Oh, I get it now. Very funny by the way. I didn't know miss ED was a mooter.
I haven't noticed the "bee". Do you have some examples? I borrowed a book of selected poems from school, so they'll probably be in there somewhere. Maybe she saw a lot of bees in the garden (where she spent a lot of time) and thought they were important for some reason. |
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"The pedigree of the honey" "I taste a liquor never brewed," (line 9) "Did the harebell loose her girdle" "My friend must be a bird" "It's all I have to bring today," And there are a lot more, I just gave you these as an example. While you're at it, btw, may I recommend you read these 2 poems: "I should have been too glad, I see," and "Before I got my eye put out," They have nothing to do with bees, but they're great. Enjoy your reading! EDIT: Quote:
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Dickinson fans, where are you?
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Dickinson was a recluse, so isn't it right that her fans should be a little reticent?
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