Many poems describe a protracted rebellion against the God whom she deemed scornful and indifferent to human suffering, a divine being perpetually committed to subjugating human identity. In a sense, she was a religious poet. Unlike other religious poets, who inevitably saw themselves as subordinate to God, Dickinson rejected this premise in her poetry.
Emily Dickinson 20 I taste a liquor never brewed, From tankards scooped in pearl; Not all the vats upon the Rhine Yield such an alcohol! Inebriate of air am I, And debauchee of dew, Reeling, through endless summer days, From inns of molten blue.
Till seraphs swing their snowy hats, And saints to windows run, To see the little tippler Leaning against the sun! A little boat adrift! And night is coming down!
Will no one guide a little boat Unto the nearest town? So Sailors say - on yesterday - Just as the dusk was brown One little boat gave up its strife And gurgled down and down. So angels say - on yesterday - Just as the dawn was red One little boat - o'er spent with gales - Re trimmed its masts - re decked its sails - And shot - exultant on!
He touched me He touched me, so I live to know That such a day, permitted so, I groped upon his breast; It was a boundless place to me And silenced as the awful sea Put minor streams to rest.
And now I'm different from before As if I breathed superior air Or brushed a royal gown - My feet too that had wandered so, My gypsy face transfigured now To tenderer renown.
Into this port if I might come, Rebecca to Jerusalem Would not so ravished turn, Nor Persian, baffled at her shrine, Lift such a cruxifixal sign To her imperial sun.
I gave myself to him I gave myself to him, And took himself for pay. The solemn contract of a life Was ratified this way The value might disappoint, Myself a poorer prove Than this my purchaser suspect, The daily own of Love Depreciates the sight; But, 'til the merchant buy, Still fabled, in the isles of spice The subtle cargoes lie.
I think that earth seems so To those in heaven now. This being comfort, then That other kind was pain; But why compare?
Death, but our rapt attention To immortality. Is there such a thing as "Day"? Could I see it from the mountains If I were as tall as they? Has it feet like Water lilies? Has it feathers like a Bird?
Is it brought from famous countries Of which I have never heard? Oh some Wise Man from the skies! Please to tell a little Pilgrim Where the place called "Morning" lies!The feet of people walking home Analysis Emily Dickinson critical analysis of poem, review school overview.
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2, words. 6 pages. Introduction and Text of "The feet of people walking home" Emily Dickinson's "The feet of people walking home" plays out its little drama in three octaves or eight-line stanzas. Instead of the literal meaning of the word, "home," this poem employs the figurative meaning as in the old hymn lyric, " This World Is Not My Home.".
The feet of people walking home The feet of people walking home – With gayer sandals go – The Crocus, till she rises The Vassal of the snow – The lips at Hallelujah Long years of practice bore – Till bye and bye, these Bargemen Walked singing, on the shore.
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6 pages. The Feet Of People Walking Home by Emily Dickinson The feet of people walking home With gayer sandals gomdash The Crocusmdash til she rises The Vassal .