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Comment 4 of 4, added on February 12th, 2009 at 9:28 AM.
Obviously the poem is about the idea of death. She goes through saying that
"some touch it, some kiss it...chafe it's idle hand"; we play and tempt
death all the time. Then she talks about sobbing, how rude it is to
disrespect death, for the "fairy" will go back to it's "native wood" being
here with us. She is not cautioning the silence of death but more so the
respect of death. The simple-hearted neighbors talk about how people die
young, but we are prone to miss the fact that death is with us and has
crept up on us (the birds have fled in fear while we still remain "prone to
periphraisis").
just my opinion.
brew from United States
Comment 3 of 4, added on December 13th, 2005 at 9:09 AM.
i think that this poem shows what emily felt about the deaths of her
friends/relatives
benjamin kennady
Comment 2 of 4, added on October 19th, 2005 at 1:48 PM.
I understood it more along the lines of death being the silence she spoke
of, and that it was not death that weeped but the people for the dead, and
that this weeping was an interruption of the perfect silence (death
itself). In the poem, this weeping scared away the birds, destroying the
calm and silence of the dead.
Jessie from United States
Comment 1 of 4, added on September 26th, 2005 at 9:11 AM.
In the first paragraph it hints that death is hidden in the silence. It
reassures that death should not weep and scare the sweetest thing, for it
is "rude" to intrude something peacefull and bring upon a negative
environment.
Ariana from United States
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Obviously the poem is about the idea of death. She goes through saying that
"some touch it, some kiss it...chafe it's idle hand"; we play and tempt
death all the time. Then she talks about sobbing, how rude it is to
disrespect death, for the "fairy" will go back to it's "native wood" being
here with us. She is not cautioning the silence of death but more so the
respect of death. The simple-hearted neighbors talk about how people die
young, but we are prone to miss the fact that death is with us and has
crept up on us (the birds have fled in fear while we still remain "prone to
periphraisis").
just my opinion.
brew from United States