Emily Dickenson is probably one of my favorite writers that we have read this semster, aside from reading frankenstien. I love that when reading her poems you can take away not just one opinion from what you have read but different points of view.
"after great pain, a formal feeling comes"(pg.1053) - from this i gathered someone has a broken heart whether it be from a death or a break up.
"the nerves sit ceremonious, like tombs"(1053)- the pain setting in and everything going numb. The point where nothing matters and you dont care about anything at this point.
"the stiff heart questions was it He, that bore,
And Yesterday, or Centuries before?"(pg.1053)-asking why me? why them? why do people have to suffer. why cant there be happiness always?
"The Feet, mechanical, go round.
Of ground, or Air, or Ought.
A wooden way regardless grown,
A Quartz contentment,like a stone" -This is were I came to the realization that this is the point to were a person a realizing that the healing process will not be an easy one and that it will take time.
"First-chill-then stupor-the the letting go"-simply put that they are finally able to let go of the hurt that they have experienced.
Out of all the poems from 216-1593. this one is by far my favorite!
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