Sunday, November 20, 2011
Blog for Veon's Class
Saturday, November 19, 2011
"Nature" is what we see
"Nature" is what we see--
The Hill--the Afternoon--
Squirrel--Eclipse--the Bumble bee--
Nay--Nature is Heaven--
Nature is what we hear--
The Bobolink--the Sea--
Thunder--the Cricket--
Nay--Nature is Harmony--
Nature is what we know--
Yet have no art to say--
So impotent Our Wisdom is
To her Simplicity
Dickinson mentions that nature is made up of the things one can see. Then, she changes her mind and says that nature is more than just what can be seen. Nature is heaven, and its beauty reaches beyond plain sight. Dickinson claims that nature is made of the things that one can hear. She then realizes that nature is much more than the individual sounds. Nature is a harmonious symphony that is greater than the sum of its parts. Dickinson realizes that people can't truly describe nature. Not even the wisest person can recreate nature, even though it's such a simple thing. Nature is personified as a "her" at the end of the poem because, like a women, it becomes more beautiful once it is fully understood. This poem helps me to see nature in a different way. If I look out of a window, I just see trees and birds. If I really took myself away from society, I could feel the forest. Nature can be seen as a backdrop, or it could be fully experienced as its own world.
The Hill--the Afternoon--
Squirrel--Eclipse--the Bumble bee--
Nay--Nature is Heaven--
Nature is what we hear--
The Bobolink--the Sea--
Thunder--the Cricket--
Nay--Nature is Harmony--
Nature is what we know--
Yet have no art to say--
So impotent Our Wisdom is
To her Simplicity
Dickinson mentions that nature is made up of the things one can see. Then, she changes her mind and says that nature is more than just what can be seen. Nature is heaven, and its beauty reaches beyond plain sight. Dickinson claims that nature is made of the things that one can hear. She then realizes that nature is much more than the individual sounds. Nature is a harmonious symphony that is greater than the sum of its parts. Dickinson realizes that people can't truly describe nature. Not even the wisest person can recreate nature, even though it's such a simple thing. Nature is personified as a "her" at the end of the poem because, like a women, it becomes more beautiful once it is fully understood. This poem helps me to see nature in a different way. If I look out of a window, I just see trees and birds. If I really took myself away from society, I could feel the forest. Nature can be seen as a backdrop, or it could be fully experienced as its own world.
Apparently with no surprise
Apparently with no surprise
To any happy Flower
The Frost beheads it at its play--
In accidental power--
The blonde Assassin passes on--
The Sun proceeds unmoved
To measure off another Day
For an Approving God.
This poem is about nature and how death occurs in it daily. Personification is used throughout this poem to help the reader relate to the inanimate natural elements. The frost is personified as a "blonde Assassin" that "beheads" an innocent flower. This being said, the frost didn't mean to kill the flower. It accidentally killed the flower as it was running its natural course. Dickinson says that the sun is "unmoved." She means that the sun isn't emotionally moved by the flower's death. The flower's death is a part of nature's cycle that Dickinson claims is approved by God. This poem helps me to appreciate nature and life in general. It also helps me to accept nature for what it is. Nature is a cycle, and death is a part of it. Even if something or someone dies, the sun rises the next day.
To any happy Flower
The Frost beheads it at its play--
In accidental power--
The blonde Assassin passes on--
The Sun proceeds unmoved
To measure off another Day
For an Approving God.
This poem is about nature and how death occurs in it daily. Personification is used throughout this poem to help the reader relate to the inanimate natural elements. The frost is personified as a "blonde Assassin" that "beheads" an innocent flower. This being said, the frost didn't mean to kill the flower. It accidentally killed the flower as it was running its natural course. Dickinson says that the sun is "unmoved." She means that the sun isn't emotionally moved by the flower's death. The flower's death is a part of nature's cycle that Dickinson claims is approved by God. This poem helps me to appreciate nature and life in general. It also helps me to accept nature for what it is. Nature is a cycle, and death is a part of it. Even if something or someone dies, the sun rises the next day.
Some keep the Sabbath going to Church
Some keep the Sabbath going to Church--
I keep it, staying at Home--
With a Bobolink for a Chorister--
And an Orchard, for a Dome--
Some keep the Sabbath in Surplice--
I just wear my Wings--
And instead of tolling the Bell, for Church,
Our little Sexton--sings.
God preaches, a noted Clergyman--
And the sermon is never long,
So instead of getting to Heaven, at last--
I'm going, all along.
Dickinson says that many people go to church and practice various rituals to connect to God. She experiences God right outside of her home. She is alone except for her orchard, the choir of birds, and God. God preaches to her, and his sermon is never too long. She claims that nature, where she is away from mankind's distractions, is the best place to experience God. She believes that she doesn't have to wait for death to get to heaven. She is in heaven whenever she is in nature. This poem shows that the rituals that mankind makes for church can't compare to what God makes. This poem makes me wonder why more people don't have church outside. If God made nature, wouldn't that be the perfect place to worship him?
I keep it, staying at Home--
With a Bobolink for a Chorister--
And an Orchard, for a Dome--
Some keep the Sabbath in Surplice--
I just wear my Wings--
And instead of tolling the Bell, for Church,
Our little Sexton--sings.
God preaches, a noted Clergyman--
And the sermon is never long,
So instead of getting to Heaven, at last--
I'm going, all along.
Dickinson says that many people go to church and practice various rituals to connect to God. She experiences God right outside of her home. She is alone except for her orchard, the choir of birds, and God. God preaches to her, and his sermon is never too long. She claims that nature, where she is away from mankind's distractions, is the best place to experience God. She believes that she doesn't have to wait for death to get to heaven. She is in heaven whenever she is in nature. This poem shows that the rituals that mankind makes for church can't compare to what God makes. This poem makes me wonder why more people don't have church outside. If God made nature, wouldn't that be the perfect place to worship him?
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