Dickinson Project. Block 4. Emily Dickinson Poem analysis. Ernie Chapin November 4,2011 Block 4 Honors English III. Emily Dickinson. WHO ROBBED THE WOODS WHO robbed the woods, The trusting woods? The unsuspecting trees Brought out their burrs and mosses His fantasy to please.
Emily Dickinson Poem analysis
Honors English III
WHO ROBBED THE WOODS
WHO robbed the woods,
The trusting woods?
The unsuspecting trees
Brought out their burrs and mosses
His fantasy to please.
He scanned their trinkets, curious,
He grasped, he bore away.
What will the solemn hemlock,
What will the fir-tree say?
Emily Dickinson Project
By: kellie kincaid
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)
Were I with thee Wild Nights should be Our luxury!
Futile – the Winds – To a Heart in port – Done with the Compass – Done with the Chart!
Rowing in Eden – Ah, the Sea! Might I but moor – Tonight – In Thee!
Emily Dickinson Poem
By: Jocqui Brown
Dickinson Poem Analysis
By Emily Dickinson
"Nature" is what we see—The Hill—the Afternoon—Squirrel—Eclipse—the Bumble bee—Nay—Nature is Heaven—Nature is what we hear—The Bobolink—the Sea—Thunder—the Cricket—Nay—Nature is Harmony—Nature is what we know—Yet have no art to say—So impotent Our Wisdom isTo her Simplicity.
To me, Dickinson is trying to convey that nature itself is simple and peaceful. She is saying that all of these simple, everyday images and sounds come together to create that overall simplicity. Little things we overlook all the time, squirrels in the front yard or the croon of the crickets at dusk create the simple, peaceful tranquility of Nature.
Dickinson capitalizes simple things we sometime take for granted. It makes those images and sounds stand out, to make them more pronounced. She states that “Nature is Heaven” and “Nature is Harmony” and to me, that is peace. So it’s peaceful, and it’s simple at the same time. She states that no matter how smart we are or how much Wisdom we have, it is nothing compared to Nature’s simplicity.
Dickinson uses many images in this poem. “The Hill- the Afternoon-” For me, I can imagine a vast prairie, with tall green grass blowing. And off in the distance I see a hill, perhaps the small children play on it, in the sunny summer afternoon. “Squirrel-Eclipse-the Bumble bee-” I can just see the squirrels scurrying around the tree trunks, just a glimpse of an Eclipse, and the annoying Bumble bee buzzing around my head. So many images in this poem conjure up pictures so vivid in my mind, despite the one word she states for the image.
I think the last two lines of the poem could be considered a paradox. “So impotent Our Wisdom is -To her Simplicity” People would find it contradictory, unless they read it more carefully maybe they would come to a different understanding of those two lines.
The image I chose relates to the poem because of its simple elegance. In the poem, Dickinson says “The Hill” and “the Sea” in the image I chose, it has green grass going down toward the bank of a calm and tranquil lake. You can see the breathtaking lavender tress off in the distance, across the lake. The wide blue sky above with clouds rolling by. When you first see the image, it looks like simple nature. My point being is that after you study it, you will see how all of the things tie together to create the overall theme of simplicity.
Emily Dickinson was no doubt a Transcendentalist. I can tell by her overall infatuation with Nature in this poem alone. I’m sure that if I looked up other poems by her it would show her beliefs or support of the characteristics of the Romanticism Era. “Nature” is what we see has an overall optimistic fell to it. Dickinson was born in 1830, right in the middle of the Romanticism Era. In her lifetime she had a secluded life, cooped up in her house all the time. This aspect of her life shows her “Distrust of Civilization”.
The Mystery of Pain By: Emily Dickinson
Honors English III
November 3, 2011
Pain has an element of blank;It cannot recollectWhen it began, or if there wereA day when it was not.It has no future but itself,Its infinite realms containIts past, enlightened to perceiveNew periods of pain.
I picked that image because it is a man looking out at the ocean, a place with no definite beginning or ending, which is what Dickinson says about pain. Then when one is looking out at the ocean, it seems like it is just infinite. The ocean is also somewhat blank, it’s just the same thing after awhile on the surface. Then the only thing it has to look forward to is a new time of existing, which is like what Dickinson says about pain in the whole last stanza of the poem. I think that the photo I chose represents the poem very well, just because of the way the colors and the ocean work together to create a gloomy feel. Also the way that the man is looking down, like he is just waiting for something positive to happen.
In the poem, Dickinson means that pain is just an ongoing process. It never had a definite beginning, and it never ends. The only thing it does is repeat itself time after time. She describes pain with the word “blank”. She means that pain itself has no definite feeling, only the way pain makes a person feel. She also says that pain is always present somewhere. Dickinson uses a dreary tone, to create a gloomy mood. She makes it seem like there is never a break in the pain, and that life is all painful like when she says “It cannot recollect when it began, or if there were a day when it was not.” She also adds her opinion of pain in the future, which just adds to the whole overall thought of pain not ending.
The Red -- Blaze -- is the Morning
The Red -- Blaze -- is the Morning --
The Violet -- is Noon --The Yellow -- Day -- is falling --And after that -- is none --But Miles of Sparks -- at Evening --Reveal the Width that burned --The Territory Argent -- thatNever yet -- consumed --
I believe that she is talking about something having to do with the night sky. She named all the times of the day except night, when there is nothing. Naming all of them except night got her meaning across. She uses the images of all the times of day having a color to go along with.
Heart! We will forget him!Emily Dickinson
Heart! We will forget him!You and I -- tonight!You may forget the warmth he gave --I will forget the light!When you have done, pray tell meThat I may straight begin!Haste! lest while you're laggingI remember him!
When I look into this image I see pain. I see a broken hearted girl. It seems as if she is trying to push away a broken heart. Though she tries hard to push the heart further away it doesn’t seem to be going away as quickly as she hoped.