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Ñreative works of Emily Dickinson
Dickinson is
indisputably the greatest woman poet, perhaps the greatest woman writer in the
history of American literature, a fact that has stimulated a great deal of
feminist interest in her work. Gender critics have sought to explore what is
uniquely female in her poetic sensibility, and to consider her life and its
choices for what they reveal about the options available or unavailable to
women in her culture (and in American culture generally), and for the degree to
which the choices that she made can be seen as the manifestations of
a specifically feminine sensibility.
The first thing that any reader notices about
Dickinson’s poetry is the uniqueness of its style, not only “ the rich silence
“ they are made of, as Thackerey said, but also the profoundly personal and
highly evocative way in which she uses language.
Throughout Emily Dickinson’s poetry there are three
main themes that she addresses : death, nature and love, all of them leading
the reader into a world of sensibility, charm and delicacy, a world of “ rich
silence “ indeed.
One of the most fascinating things in Dickinson’s
poetry is her overwhelming attention to detail, especially her insights to
death. “ I’ve seen a dying eye “ is a poem about the nature of death,
illustrating the sense of uncertainty and uncontrollability about death. The
observer’s speech seems hesitant and unsure of what he or she is seeing, partly
because of the dashes, but also because of the words used to
describe the scene. As the eye is observed looking for something, then becoming
cloudy and progressing through more obscurity until it finally comes to rest,
the person observing the death cannot provide any definite proof that what the
dying person saw was hopeful or disturbing. The dying person seems to have no
control over the clouds covering his or her eye, which is frantically searching
for something that it can only hope to find before the clouds totally consume
it. Death, as an incontrollable force, seems to sweep over the dying. The idea
that something exists after death is uncertain in this poem (the point of view
is that of the observer). The observer sees in the first few lines “ I’ve seen
a Dying Eye, / Run round and round a Room -- ] / In search of Something
-- as it seemed. “
From the start, we assume that the eye is searching
for evidence of an afterlife, but only the dying person knows for what the eye
is searching. The reader gets a sense that the observer, who represents the
living, knows what the dying eye is looking for, but because the observer is
alive, the answer is hidden from his or her eyes. By using the word “seemed” ,
Dickinson, along with her ever-present dashes, injects an element of doubt in
the speaker’s voice as to whether something does exist.
As in other Dickinson poems about death, there is a
journey, however small, that the dying person embarks upon. Although it is not
a life-long journey, as it was in “ Because I could not stop for death” ,
the dying person did travel through the obscurity of the clouds searching for
something. The eye’s journey through the clouds and the expanding obscurity
represents the search for an existence after death. As the eye ran around the
room the obseerver sees the eye’s journey, “ Then Cloudier become -- / And then
– obscure with Fog --.” It seems that the eye is still searching, while the
clouds, re presenting death, close in around them. The most important part
of the poem comes towards the end when the eye closes and ceases to search the
room. “ And then – [the eye] be soldered down, / Without disclosing what it be
/ ‘Twere blessed to have seen --.”
The eye seems to be agitated and searching desperately
for an afterlife existence.The dying persons’s eye is then “ soldered “ down
and fails to let the observer know what it saw, or if it saw anything. The use
of the word “ solder “ implies to the reader that whatever answer the eye found
beyond the clouds is now permanently sealed away from the living world.
A glimmer of hope remain at the end of this journey,
according to Dickinson. In the last line, “ ‘Twere blessed to have seen -- , “
a hope hangs on the word “ blessed “, and that word sounds as a positive answer
to the questions we ask.The other meaning that could be taken from that line is
that what awaits us is not necessarily “ blessed “ or good, but that the
observer thinks the dying person is now blessed because he or she finally knows
the answer to the life-long question. It seems that Dickinson purposefully
leaves the poem open-ended to keep that uncertainty alive in her poem. The only
time the uncertainty of death is made certain is during that moment when our
eyes begin their search through the engulfing clouds.
Considering more of her poems, death is always
regarded as something natural and silent, which she peacefully accepts: “
Good-bye to the life I used to live, /And the world I used to know; / […] For
we must ride to the Judgement , / And it’s partly down the hill.” (“ Farewell”)
Concerning the theme of love in her
poems, Emily Dickinson believes that it is the prismatic quality of
passion that matters, and the “ energy passing through an experience of love
reveals a spectrum of possibilities”. In keeping with her tradition of looking
at the “ circumference “ an idea, Dickinson never actually defines a conclisive
love or lover at the end of her love poetry, instead concentrating on passion
as a whole.Throughout Emily’s life she held emotionally compelling
relationships with both men and women. The differerences in the prismatic
qualities of each type of relationship come through Dickinson’s prism imagery.
Adalaide Moris, a feminist critic, summarizes these differences in her essay “
The love of Thee – a Prism Be “ : “ In one [male prism] the supremacy of the
patriarch informs the rituals of courtship, family, government, and religion;
in the other [female prism], the implied equality of sisterhood is played out
in ceremonies of romantic, familial,social, and even religious reciprocity.”
In her poetry, Emily represents the males as the
Lover, Lord and Master as the women take complementary positions to their male
superiors, and many times the relationship between the sexes is seen in
metaphor – women as “ His Little Spaniel” or his hunting gun.
The woman’s existence is only contingent to the
encircling power of the man. Dickinson’s linked imagery in her male love poetry
focuses on suns, storms, volcanoes, and life itself.There are always elements
of disturbance or extremes and explosive settings, but also an imagery of
forever silence. There are also examples of the repression of love causing
storm imagery to become “ silent, supressed “ volcanic activity – something on
the verge of explosion or activity. Of course, in the repressed individual the
potential for explosion or action can be very dangerous, and frequently in
Dickinson’s work this kind of love relationship ends of someone receiving a
wound: “ This, dost thou doubt, sweet? / Then have I / Nothing to
show/But Calvary.”
Nature,the last theme in Dickinson’s poetry, is
portrayed in a quiet, affectious and minutious manner. She often identified
nature with heaven or God, which could
have been the result of her unique relationship with God and the universe. She
always held nature in reverence throughout her poetry, because she regarded
nature as almost religious. One of the most obvious things that Dickinson did
in her poetry was paying minute attention to things that nobody else noticed.
She was obsessed with the details, paying attention to things such as hills,
bumble bees, and eclipses. In these details, she found “manifestations of the
universal“ and felt the silent harmony that bound everything together. The
small details and particulars that caught her eye were like “small dramas of
existence“: “Convicted could we be / Of our Minutiae, / The smallest citizen
that flies / Has more integrity”.
In the following poem, Dickinson writes how nature
acts as a housewife sweeping through the sunset : “ She sweeps with
many-colored brooms, / And leaves the shreds behind; / Oh, housewife in the
evening west, / Come back, and dust the pond! / You dropped a purple ravelling in, /
You dropped a purple ravelling in, / You dropped an amber thread; / And now
you’ve littered all the East / With duds of emerald! “
Dickinson artistically shows the sunset in terms of
house cleaning. Only somebody with the observational powers and original
creativity like Emily Dickinson could see something so unique and refreshing in
a sunset. She also saw nature as a true friend most likely because of her time
spent alone with it. She describes nature as a show to which she has gained
admission, seeing friendship and entertainment in the world of trees, bees and
anthills. “ The Bee is not Afraid of Me “ is an excellent example of her
communion with nature: “ The bee is not afraid of me, / I know the butterfly; /
The pretty people in the woods / Receive me cordially.
Each of the poems quoted creates images and scenes
from a kind of “miniature painting“
that Dickinson works to create. More is achieved through the use of
precise description than could be done by examining the philosophical aspects
behind a nature. She always felt as if she were one of them, the creatures of
nature, and she felt more at ease with her world of crickets dew, and butterflies. Even though spending
life as a recluse seems like undesirable to most people, our world owes a debt
of gratitude to Emily Dickinson for the way she introduced us to her quiet
world of nature, love and death in such a different and special way.
Literature:
1. Dickinson, Emily. The
Collected Poems of Emily Dickinson. New
York: Barnes & Noble, 1993.
2. McNaughton, Ruth E. The Imagery of Emily
Dickinson. University of
Lincoln, Nebraska, 1949
3. Morris, Adelaide. “ The Love of Thee – a Prism Be”. Feminist Critics Read Emily
Dickinson. Ed. Suzanne
Juhasz. Bloomington: Indiana University Press, 1983
4. Myers, Michael. From
Thinking and Writing About Literature.