By: Daisha Hopkins
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson was born in Amherst, Massachusetts, on December 10, 1830 to Edward and Emily (Norcross) Dickinson.
All three children attended the one-room primary school in Amherst and then moved on to Amherst Academy, the school out of which Amherst College had grown. The brother and sisters’ education was soon divided. Austin was sent to Williston Seminary in 1842; Emily and Vinnie continued at Amherst Academy.
By Emily Dickinson’s account, she delighted in all aspects of the school—the curriculum, the teachers, the students. The school prided itself on its connection with Amherst College, offering students regular attendance at college lectures in all the principal subjects— astronomy, botany, chemistry, geology, mathematics, natural history, natural philosophy, and zoology. As this list suggests, the curriculum reflected the nineteenth-century emphasis on science
You’re right - ”the way is narrow” -
And “difficult the Gate” -
And “few there be” - Correct again -
That “enter in - thereat” -
‘Tis Costly - so are purples!
‘Tis just the price of Breath -
With but the “Discount” of the Grave -
Termed by the Brokers - ”Death”!
And after that - there’s Heaven -
The Good man’s - ”Dividend” -
And Bad men - ”go to Jail” -
- It was not death, for I stood up,
- And all the dead, lie down.
- It was not night, for all the bells
- Put out their tongues for noon.
- It was not frost, for on my flesh
- I felt siroccos crawl,
- Nor fire, for just my marble feet
- Could keep a chancel cool.
- And yet it tasted like them all,
- The figures I have seen
- Set orderly for burial
- Reminded me of mine,
- As if my life were shaven
- And fitted to a frame
- And could not breathe without a key,
- And ‘twas like midnight, some,
- When everything that ticked has stopped
- And space stares all around,
- Or grisly frosts, first autumn morns,
- Repeal the beating ground;
- But most like chaos, stopless, cool,
- Without a chance, or spar,
- Or even a report of land
- To justify despair.
The reason I chose this poem because I was curious on the reason why she wrote it. I understood the words that she spoke. But I wasn't sure where she was going with it. I put the words and phrases together such as “the way is narrow”, “Grave,” and “Death.” I realized that they were talking about the road to heaven.
I thought that the poem was very mysterious. I wanted to find some type of connection with the poem. But the only thing I realize is that the poem has a whole lot of metaphors. I am not sure what the poem is clearly about but I wanted to dig a little deeper.
Scansion: The same for all of her poems. For the the rhythm she does breve accent. So I would say it is a Iambic meter 3
The theme for the first poem is doing what you think is right in life.
The theme for the second poem is "the nature of death."
I could compare the second poem theme to the story “To build a Fire”
I could compare the first story theme to " Phoenix of Arizona"
I think that truth and reality is expressed in both of my poems. In the first poem, You’re right - ”the way is narrow” - “difficult the Gate” . I think that this is very true because to get into heaven you must make a good decision. The theme of the poem connected with the reality and truth