Comment 1 of 610, added on October 14th, 2004 at 5:24 AM.
The death in this poem is painless, yet the vision of death it presents is
horrifying, even gruesome. The appearance of an ordinary, insignificant fly
at the climax of a life at first merely startles and disconcerts us. But by
the end of the poem, the fly has acquired dreadful meaning. Clearly, the
central image is the fly. It makes a literal appearance in three of the
four stanzas and is what the speaker experiences in dying.
The room is silent except for the fly. The poem describes a lull between
"heaves," suggesting that upheaval preceded this moment and that more
upheaval will follow. It is a moment of expectation, of waiting. There is
"stillness in the air," and the watchers of her dying are silent. And still
the only sound is the fly's buzzing. The speaker's tone is calm, even flat;
her narrative is concise and factual.
The people witnessing the death have exhausted their grief (their eyes are
"wrung dry" of tears). Her breathing indicates that "that last onset" or
death is about to happen. "Last onset" is an oxymoron; "onset" means a
beginning, and "last" means an end. For Christians, death is the beginning
of eternal life. Death brings revelation, when God or the nature of
eternity becomes known. This is why "the king / Be witnessed in his power."
The king may be God, Christ, or death; think about which reading you prefer
She is ready to die; she has cut her attachments to this world (given away
"my keepsakes") and anticipates death and its revelation. Are the witnesses
also waiting for a revelation through her death? Ironically the fly, not
the hoped-for king of might and glory, appears. The crux of this poem lies
in the way you interpret this discrepancy. Since the king is expected and
the fly appears, are they to be associated? If the fly indicates the
meaning of death, what is that meaning?
Does the fly suggest any realities of death--smell, decay? Flies do, after
all, feed on carrion (dead flesh). Does this association suggest anything
about the dying woman's vision of death? or the observers' vision? Is she--
are they--seeing the future as physical decay only? Does the fly's
fulfilling their expectations indicate that death has no spiritual
significance, that there is no eternity or immortality for us? There are
other interpretations of the fly. The fly may stand for Beelzebub, who is
also known as lord of the flies. Sometimes Beelzebub is used as another
name for Satan; sometimes it refers to any devil; in Milton's Paradise
Lost, Beelzebub is Satan's chief lieutenant in hell. If the King whom the
observers and/or the speaker is waiting for turns out to be the devil, is
there still irony? How is the meaning of the poem affected by this reading?
For example, does the poem become more cheerful? What would Dickinson be
saying about eternity? Can the poem support more than one of these
interpretations of the fly?
What is the effect of the fly being the only sign of life ("buzz") at the
end of the poem? To extend this question, is it significant that the only
sign of vitality and aliveness in the entire poem is the fly?
For literal-minded readers, a dead narrator speaking about her death
presents a problem, perhaps an unsurmountable problem. How can a dead woman
be speaking? Less literal readers may face appalling possibilities. If the
dead woman can still speak, does this mean that dying is perpetual and
continuous? Or is immortality a state of consciousness in an eternal
"I heard a fly buzz when I died" is one of Emily Dickinson's finest opening
lines. It effectively juxtaposes the trivial and the momentous; the
movement from one to the other is so swift and so understated and the
meaning so significant that the effect is like a blow to an emotional solar
plexus (solar plexus: pit of the stomach). Some readers find it misleading
because the first clause ("I heard a fly buzz") does not prepare for the
second clause ("when I died"). Is the dying woman or are the witnesses
misled about death? does the line parallel their experience and so the
meaning of the poem?