Emily Dickinson The Less is More Poet

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Each Emily Dickinson Poem Seemed To Me About Me

I sat in a small classroom at Salem College in North Carolina. It was the 1970s when the "Women's Movement," a term now so quaint, was off to the races. The first episode of Wonder Woman in March 1976 told anybody with doubts about action, fantasy and adventure in women's lives to .... well, ... roll over and go back to sleep.

A little grey-haired professor stood at the front of the room and read the powerful and gentle poem, "He fumbles at your Soul/As Players at the Keys/Before they drop full Music on/He stuns you by Degrees/Prepares your brittle nature/For the...", and, immediately, poetry by Emily Dickinson set off sparks in my head.

I wasn't only enchanted. I was motivated. I remember thinking how a pop song of those days, "Killing Me Softly," would always be associated for me with newly discovered Dickinson poems that quietly torpedoed my lukewarm attitude toward poetry. "Wild nights - Wild nights!/Were I with thee/Wild nights should be/Our luxury!...." I didn't know if I wanted to study, shout or make a career of those poems. One thing I knew. I had to have more.

Now, if you are not the type person who gets an over-the-top reaction when, one, the weather is blissful, and, two, you have enough to eat, a roof over your head, and, three, a few things to call your own -- you won't relate to words like, "I taste a liquor never brewed -/From Tankards scooped in Pearl -/Not all the Frankfort Berries/Yield such an Alcohol!/Inebriate of Air - am I -/And Debauchee of Dew -/Reeling - thro' endless summer days.....".

And, "I'm Nobody! Who are you?/Are you - Nobody - too?/Then there's a pair of us!/Don't tell! they'd advertise...."more>>.

Years later, and not so long ago, a niggling question about what it might have been like to discover such genius of ability to write poems, and to combine it with a mature look at life, was met in the poem, "My Life had stood - a Loaded Gun -/In Corners - till a Day..." But, that poem and what you and I might want to say about it, is an entire website. There are many websites and many books on Dickinson poetry, all of which are powerful in their brevity, comprehensiveness; experimental and rebellious use of language.

A Small, Editors' Pick ~ A Great Introduction to Emily Dickinson Poems 

 

The more poems I read, the more exact the match between thought or feeling and dead-on descriptiveness in poems by Emily Dickinson. Rhythm or phrases in poems I couldn't understand compelled me to keep reading. Then, I'd have one of those Ah!Ha!! moments. The meaning, or, at least a meaning, would become plain. These "interactions" with poems continue to be part of the fun.

Ever since that class I have returned again and again to read more Dickinson poems. Family and friends got accustomed to hearing a poem in the middle of a conversation. When something is said, or more often something we can't find the words to express, make me think of a Dickinson line.

There's nothing to put the skids on an argument like recalling or sharing a rhythmic thought embedded in my psyche by a woman who lived over a hundred years ago.

Amazement at the easy, combined with the challenging, meanings they have. Amazement over the fact that, like a friend often says, "Once Emily Dickinson gets hold of you, she never lets go!" Amen.

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The thing is,
I'd never encountered such
concise,
precise,
verbal finery.

I've heard so many different reactions to the following poem by Emily Dickinson 

It may be the most controversial. Do you think the author intended it to be so?

Because I could not stop for Death -
He kindly stopped for me -
The Carriage held but just Ourselves -
And Immortality.

We slowly drove - he knew no haste
And I had put away
My labor and my leisure too,
For His Civility-

We passed the School, where Children strove
At recess - in the Ring -
We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain -
We passed the Setting Sun -

Or rather - He passed Us -
The dews drew quivering and Chill
For only Gossamer, my Gown
My Tippet - only Tulle -

We paused before a House that seemed
A swelling of the Ground -
The Roof was scarcely visible -
The Cornice in the Ground.

Since then - 'tis Centuries - and yet
Feels shorter than the Day
I first surmised the Horses' Heads
Were toward Eternity -

For Children - Only?

"Poor little Heart!
Did they forget thee?
Then dinna care! Then dinna care!

Proud little Heart!
Did they forsake thee?
Be debonnaire! Be debonnaire!

Frail little Heart!
I would not break thee -
Could'st credit me!

Gay little Heart -
Like Morning Glory!
Wind and Sun - wilt thee array!"

____________Emily Dickinson

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The Less Is More - MUCH More - Poet 

The best poet ever. Emily Dickinson is probably the best poet in the English language. Many high-ranking scholars, researchers and I agree.

Born December 10, 1830 in Amherst, Massachusetts to Edward, a lawyer, all-round active citizen and politician, and Emily Norcross, a homemaker who recommended once that her daughter take what the poet termed, "the botanical cure" for a behavioral infraction: "Turn over a new leaf."

The 56-year-old lifelong resident of Amherst died in 1886 at her home, 280 Main Street, after penning 1,789 poems.

Five years ago, the Dickinson "homestead," where Emily was born and died, became an official historic museum when it was combined with the Evergreens, the estate belonging to poet's brother and sister-in-law, on an adjoining property. Amherst College owns the Museum and through a governing board and a committee, administers the operations. The museum is open except Mondays for tours. For tour schedules and other activities sponsored by the Emily Dickinson Museum.

A popular poem by Emily Dickinson:

This is my letter to the World
That never wrote to Me -
The simple News that Nature told -
With tender Majesty

Her Message is committed
To Hands I cannot see -
For love of Her - Sweet - countrymen -
Judge tenderly - of Me

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We Know "He," the Storm, the Lover. Intimately? 

He fumbles at your Soul
As Players at the Keys -
Before they drop full Music on -
He stuns you by Degrees -

Prepares your brittle nature
For the etherial Blow
By fainter Hammers - further heard-
Then nearer - Then so - slow -

Your Breath - has time to straighten -
Your Brain - to bubble cool -
Deals One - imperial Thunderbolt -
That scalps your naked soul -

When Winds hold Forests in their Paws -
The Universe - still -

By Emily Dickinson
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You will love "Trying to Think With Emily Dickinson" the way strangers in a foreign land cherish their interpreters! 

Jed Deppman's ability to think like the poet never ceases to amaze me

At $24.95, I don't know of a better bargain. Here's a quote from early on in the book: "Resisting metaphysical explanations for human traumas, worrying over the 'Graspless manners' of landscapes and other natural phenomena that look as if they had just "repressed/Some secret," beset by perspectives and trying to think, Dickinson has much to talk about with a postmodernity leery of absolutes and metaphysical foundations. Thus, although the search for good conversationalist precursors is usually pursued by and for thinkers inside specific disciplines -philosophers being famously in-house-in this chapter I present some of the ways in which contemporary dialogues can benefit from Dickinson's poetry." >>Click here to buy Trying to Think with Emily Dickinson

So, How Did She Do It? 

Was it boldness? Or, hope? That gave Emily Dickinson the courage to fulfill her gift as a poet?

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I took my Power in my Hand - And went against the World - 'Twas not so much as David - had - But I - was twice as bold -

"Hope" is the thing with feathers/That perches in the soul/And sings the tune without the words...

 

Thanks for allowing me to let you in on my perspective of Emily Dickinson poetry 

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My Bio

I am from Amherst, Massachusetts, where I retired a couple of years ago after living in the South for all of life before. LoisHistory: BA in journalism/mass communication and former newspaper journalist. Also, former manufacturers' wholesale representative, retail-store manager, retail-on-the-floor (sell, sell, sell!!).

I started reading and studying Emily Dickinson poetry in my late 20s. After almost 20 years of avoiding an academic perspective on Dickinson's work, I became more broadminded and uncovered much scholarship underway in Dickinson studies. Today I enjoy promoting the Emily Dickinson International Society by starting a fledgling chapter here in Amherst and helping anyone who is interested in starting a poetry discussion group in their community. EDIS is always interested in fostering such groups.

Friends and family often indulge me while I assert my beliefs about the influence of Emily Dickinson poetry on anyone who reads it. I am steadily adding to my Dickinson lenses and blogs. I have developed this and other lively topics at Squidoo and Wordpress for your enjoyment.

I have two adult children and a daughter-in-law, who, I am proud to say, are fine, contributing members of society; and I adore my two perfect grandsons.

My dogs are ForrestGump, a cocker spaniel, and MaggieMae, a dachshund.

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