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Bolts of Melody : New Poems of Emily Dickinson - Emily Dickinson
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Apr 29, 2004 02:28 PM, 2570 Views
(Updated Apr 29, 2004)
Emily Dickinson: A must read for all poetry lovers

My hair is bold like the chestnut burr; and my eyes, like the sherry in the glass that the guest leaves. This is how Emily Dickinson describes herself. Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) is one of the best poets of her time. During the 56 years of her life she wrote 597 poems over wide variety of topics including life, nature, love, time and eternity.


Though personally I find the love section the best I have included one poem from each section which is short but so potent that it bought tears to my eyes.


Life:


FORBIDDEN fruit a flavor has


That lawful orchards mocks;


How luscious lies the pea within


The pod that Duty locks!


Can temptation be described any better than this? Four lines that can be read again and again and have so much depth in them that even pages and pages of philosophy wouldn?t be able to do justice to them.


Nature


NATURE rarer uses yellow


Than another hue;


Saves she all of that for sunsets, ?


Prodigal of blue,


Spending scarlet like a woman,


Yellow she affords


Only scantly and selectly,


Like a lover?s words


Here I find the comparisions so natural and so apt. Each time I read her I am amazed at her imagination. ?Scantly and selectly like a lover?s words? Can I dare to say anything more????


Love I had to include 2 from this part, sorry I am a die hard romantic!!!


LOVE is anterior to life,


Posterior to death,


Initial of creation, and


The exponent of breath.


Nothing more can be said??..


HEART, we will forget him!


You and I, to-night!


You may forget the warmth he gave,


I will forget the light.


When you have done, pray tell me,


That I my thoughts may dim;


Haste! lest while you?re lagging,


I may remember him!


This poem always makes me wonder the kind of pain a person would be in to get such emotions out of herself. This poem according to me is the epitome of separation and longing


Time and eternity


I REASON, earth is short,


And anguish absolute.


And many hurt;


But what of that?


I reason, we could die:


The best vitality


Cannot excel decay;


But what of that?


I reason that in heaven


Somehow, it will be even,


Some new equation given;


But what of that?


I leave you to ponder over this??????

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