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Comment 39 of 209, added on January 16th, 2009 at 11:57 AM.
I think emily dickinson was a very depressed woman. She went through alot
in her time and i think thats why she connects her poems to death so much
because death is a sad thing.
Kalyn from United States
Comment 38 of 209, added on January 9th, 2009 at 1:28 PM.
how she express how she express, if she did die. it was so convincing i
almost thought thats how it would be if someone like her died.
tony from United States
Comment 37 of 209, added on January 4th, 2009 at 9:38 AM.
Actually, i believe that Emily Dickinson was a genius. many do not agree,
but look at Einstein. He failed all through school but later was proved to
be genius. She also was a very unique poet of her time. She was the first
known poet to write the way she did. In poem 465, Dickinson might have
written about death and her let down at the point of death. The fly might
symbolize the Devil, coming and taking her away from the light. The windows
closing might have been the darkness coming and taking her from life, when
the fly might have landed upon her eyeball. The buzz might be her
realization that she is not going to heaven after all. She was waiting for
her King (God) to come and save her, and take her away from life on earth
by giving her eternal life. However, she was not rewarded with eternal
life, but with eternal death. This shows that although we might think we
have everything arranged, even to the point of death, there can always be a
change of plans. so be prepared, who knows when a fly might next land on
YOUR eye? haha
p.s. Happy New Year! :D
Jasmine from United States
Comment 36 of 209, added on December 11th, 2008 at 6:09 PM.
Please learn how to spell "of" before you make such a bold comment on a
extremely talented poet such as Emily Dickenson referring to her as a
"retard". I believe that this poem is a reflection of her opinion on death.
because she has experienced so much of it she has become null to the shear
concept of death and views it very morbidly by saying after you die the
flies buzz around your lifeless body.
Amanda from Canada
Comment 35 of 209, added on November 21st, 2008 at 10:35 AM.
She expresses her feelings during time of years when she was surrounded by
death from the people who where very close to her. She mourns their deaths
and brings her sadness, and feelings out that there is no life after death,
just rotting to be nothing more than decaying bodies surrounded by flies
Raphael L. from United States
Comment 34 of 209, added on November 19th, 2008 at 11:33 PM.
i think that this chick was a retard. and so are all ov you. this is relly
all you gise do on your spaer time? go play sum xbox ore sumthing. your all
stuped foor reeding this crap
from United States
Comment 33 of 209, added on October 30th, 2008 at 8:55 AM.
Emily Dickinson viewpoint of the problem of death and dying is quite
unusual.She lived a very different life.
Krystal from United States
Comment 32 of 209, added on May 30th, 2008 at 1:19 PM.
Emily created this poem to express the way she was feeling about her life
at the time. She wrote her poems based on her feelings of her life,
herself, and the very fewpeople involved in her life at that certain time.
Felicia from United States
Comment 31 of 209, added on December 5th, 2007 at 3:11 PM.
Emily Dickinson, was sorounded in her life by the deaths of others, this
are the kind of situations that make people question the existance of God
and Heaven.She says what portion of me be. To me she is questioning, what
will happen to me when I die. Because I could not see the see. I could not
see or believe in god.
cristine from United States
Comment 30 of 209, added on October 11th, 2007 at 10:25 AM.
I think there are great big huge hints, like the fact that she never
married or had children. That aside, I feel this is very much about death
and about Emily's existentialism - her doubts about a great beyond. To me
this reads like an old b&w film that is cutting out at the end, where you
see that hair (or that fly) on the lens of the projector just before the
light snaps out. Emily is imagining that there is nothing after that. The
fascination in that last moment is that the fly sensed the inevitable, and
was there for it, along with the narrator.
I heard a Fly buzz -- when I died --
The Stillness in the Room
Was like the Stillness in the Air --
Between the Heaves of Storm --
The Eyes around -- had wrung them dry --
And Breaths were gathering firm
For that last Onset -- when the King
Be witnessed -- in the Room --
I willed my Keepsakes -- Signed away
What portion of me be
Assignable -- and then it was
There interposed a Fly --
With Blue -- uncertain stumbling Buzz --
Between the light -- and me --
And then the Windows failed -- and then
I could not see to see --
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