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Emily Dickinson - At Half past Three, a single Bird

At Half past Three, a single Bird
Unto a silent Sky
Propounded but a single term
Of cautious melody.

At Half past Four, Experiment
Had subjugated test
And lo, Her silver Principle
Supplanted all the rest.

At Half past Seven, Element
Nor Implement, be seen --
And Place was where the Presence was
Circumference between.

Added: on November 10th, 2004 at 3:18 PM | Viewed: 2624 times | Comments and analysis of At Half past Three, a single Bird by Emily Dickinson Comments (4)


At Half past Three, a single Bird - Comments and Information

Poet: Emily Dickinson
Poem: 1084. At Half past Three, a single Bird
Volume: Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson
Year: Published/Written in 1955

Comment 4 of 4, added on January 7th, 2005 at 4:49 PM.

Although different people see different things in poetry and a person doesn't always have to understand a poem completely, I too, was having difficulty enjoying this poem because I could not grasp any of what the author was conveying. I appreciate Andrew's explanation. Thank you

Mick from United States
Comment 3 of 4, added on November 10th, 2004 at 6:18 PM.

The poem is not that difficult to understand. A.D. is just trying to capture images from a train station experience--what she saw and her thought about it.

That is all there is to it.

Nick Tselepides from Greece
Comment 2 of 4, added on November 10th, 2004 at 3:18 PM.

The last line is the one that has
always stuck in my head and which
occasionally just pops into it from
out of nowhere at moments when people vanish
like - you're in a train station - the opposite
platform is crowded - in your boredom you observe
those people - their shopping bags, their shoes,
their mannerisms - then their train pulls up - it
takes them all in - through the window you may catch
a part of a familiar torso, an aspect of a hairstyle
that had caught your attention, a jacket that you'd admired - then the train is gone - the opposite platform stands empty - a crisp packet you saw one of the departed passengers eating blows along the platform - a newspaper someone was reading lies on a seat - they're gone - the moment of them and that place has gone - gone forever into the mists of time - the orbiting mists - the mystery is the circumference

andrew from United Kingdom

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