Emily+Dickinson

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Emily Dickinson is one of the most treasured, however one of the most misunderstood authors in American history. Her poetry went explicitly against the rules of common literature at the time, and this led many different critics to question her ability as a writer. Her audience was a very specific group of people, and it was to those were able to view her poetry with an open mind and not simply discard her as an unworthy poet. It may appear that she had “shunned an audience” by writing in her specific style, but it is argued that this was to increase “intensity of her performance” (Orzeck). Her poems were very uniquely written almost to the point editors needed to go through and edit them, and this created a change that authors did not have stick to the set rules if they didn’t want to and it gave certain uniqueness to poetry (Emily Dickinson). Her historical effects also come out due to her writing, as it also became a rather heated debate about whether her work should be edited or be shown to the public. Eventually all of her work was published unedited, and this can be attributed to what the public can handle and what new ideas they are ready to deal with. By viewing her unedited work, it can be shown that the public was ready to accept new ideas without criticizing them for how they are presented.

“Emily Dickinson”. //Brooklyn Academics//. 25 February 2009. The City University of New York. Web. 12 May 2013.

Hart, Ellen Louise. “Dickinson and Audience”. //The Emily Dickinson Journal//. 7.1 (1998): 118-120. Project Muse. Web. 12 May 2013.

=Poem #1=

Then there ‘s a pair of us-don’t tell! They ‘d banish us, you know.
 * I’m nobody! Who are you?**
 * //(Hyperbole: An over-exaggeration, saying that a person is nobody when everyone truly does have an identity)//**
 * Are you nobody too?**
 * //(Repetition: Repeating for emphasis, repetition of someone being nobody)//**

How dreary to be somebody! To tell your name the livelong day
 * How public, like a frog**
 * //(Simile: Comparing two unlike things using like or as, comparing the publicity to a frog)//**
 * To an admiring bog!**
 * //(Personification: Giving inhuman things human characteristics, saying that a bog can admire someone)//**

=Song #1: Who Are You=



I woke up in a Soho doorway The policeman knew my name He said, "You can go sleep at home tonight If you can get up and walk away" I staggered back to the underground The breeze blew back my hair I remembered throwing punches around And preachin' from my chair

Who who who who Who are you Who who who who
 * Who are you**
 * //(Repetition: Repetition for emphasis, repetition of trying to figure out who someone is or how they are acting)//**

I took the tube back out of town Home to the rolling pin But with a streak of Rin Tin Tin I stretched back and I hiccuped Looked back on my busy day Eleven hours in the tin pan God there's got to be another way
 * I felt a little like a dying clown**
 * //(Simile: Comparing two unlike things using like or as, comparing himself to a dying clown)//**

Who are you Who who who who Who are you Who who who who

There's a place where I know you walked I only feel right on my knees Yet still receive your kiss How can I measure up to anyone new After such a love as this
 * The love falls from the trees**
 * //(Hyperbole: An over-exaggeration, saying that love is so plentiful it is literally coming down from the trees)//**
 * My heart is like a broken cup**
 * //(Simile: Comparing two unlike things using like or as, comparing a heart to a broken cup)//**
 * I spill out like a sewer hole**
 * //(Simile: Comparing two unlike things using like or as, comparing himself to a sewer hole)//**

Who are you Who who who who Who are you Who who who who

//**Both songs deal with people who are trying to find out about another person or who they are themselves.**// =Poem #2=

You let me, sweet, two legacies,- A legacy of love Had He the offer of;
 * A Heavenly Father would content,**
 * //(Hyperbole: An over-exaggeration, saying that God would be completely happy with what one has done)//**

Between eternity and time, Your consciousness and me.
 * You left me boundaries of pain**
 * //(Hyperbole: An over-exaggeration: Saying that someone has brought another utmost pain is highly unlikely)//**
 * Capacious as the sea,**
 * //(Simile: Comparing two unlike things using like or as, comparing boundaries of pain to the sea)//**

=Song #2: Like a Rolling Stone=



Once upon a time you dressed so fine You threw the bums a dime in your prime, didn't you? People'd call, say, "Beware doll, you're bound to fall" You thought they were all kiddin' you You used to laugh about Everybody that was hangin' out Now you don't talk so loud Now you don't seem so proud About having to be scrounging for your next meal.

How does it feel How does it feel To be without a home
 * Like a complete unknown**
 * Like a rolling stone?**
 * //(Simile: Comparing two unlike things using like or as, comparing a woman to a complete unknown and a rolling stone)//**

You've gone to the finest school all right, Miss Lonely But you know you only used to get juiced in it And nobody has ever taught you how to live on the street And now you find out you're gonna have to get used to it With the mystery tramp, but know you realize He's not selling any alibis And say do you want to make a deal?
 * You said you'd never compromise**
 * //(Hyperbole: An over-exaggeration, saying that someone would never compromise is highly improbable and unlikely of survival in reality)//**
 * As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes**
 * //(Hyperbole: An over-exaggeration, saying that eyes are unavoidable and so easy to get lost in that they are vacuums)//**

How does it feel How does it feel To be on your own With no direction home Like a complete unknown Like a rolling stone?

You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns When they all come down and did tricks for you You never understood that it ain't no good You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat Ain't it hard when you discover that He really wasn't where it's at After he took from you everything he could steal.

How does it feel How does it feel To be on your own With no direction home Like a complete unknown Like a rolling stone?

Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got it made Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts and things But you'd better lift your diamond ring, you'd better pawn it babe You used to be so amused At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse When you ain't got nothing, you got nothing to lose You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal.

How does it feel How does it feel To be on your own With no direction home Like a complete unknown Like a rolling stone?

//**Both deal with people who once had something such as love but then lost it, especially because they didn't deserve it**//

=Poem #3=

I cannot live with you, And life is over there Behind the shelf
 * It would be life,**
 * //(Metaphor: Comparing two things without using like or as, saying that it would be like life)//**

The sexton keeps the key to, Putting up Our life, his porcelain,
 * Like a cup**
 * //(Simile: Comparing two unlike things using like or as, saying his porcelain is like a cup)//**

Discarded of the housewife, Quaint or broken; A newer Sevres pleases, Old ones crack.

I could not die with you, For one must wait To shut the other’s gaze down,- You could not.

And I, could I stand by Without my right of frost, Death’s privilege?
 * And see you freeze,**
 * //(Hyperbole: An over-exaggeration, saying that a person would freeze without another)//**

Nor could I rise with you, Because your face Would put out Jesus’, That new grace

Grow plain and foreign On my homesick eye, Except that you, than he Shone closer by.

They ‘d judge us-how? For you served Heaven, you know , Or sought to; I could not,

Because you saturated sight, And I had no more eyes For sordid excellence As Paradise.

And were you lost, I would be, Though my name Rang loudest On the heavenly fame.

And were you lost, I would be, Though my name Rang loudest On the heavenly fame.

And were you saved, And I condemned to be Where you were not, That self were hell to me.

So we must keep apart, You there, I here, With just the door ajar That oceans are, And prayer, And that pale sustenance, Despair!

=Song #3: Another Brick in the Wall=



We don't need no education Teachers leave them kids alone Hey teacher leave them kids alone All in all it's just another brick in the wall
 * We don't need no thought control**
 * //(Metaphor: Comparing two things without like or as, comparing education to thought control)//**
 * No dark sarcasm in the classroom**
 * //(Hyperbole: An over-exaggeration, treating the classroom as if it were a place only for sarcastic comments)//**
 * All in all you're just another brick in the wall**
 * //(Metaphor: Comparing two things without like or as, comparing a person to one of many bricks in the wall)//**


 * //Both of these pieces deal with topics or situations in which the author believes the topic/situation is unnecessary or even unwanted.//**