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1 Emily Dickinson ENGL 2030—Fall 2013 | Lavery

2 Emily Dickinson ENGL 2030—Fall 2013 | Lavery

3 Emily Dickinson Over 1700 poems found after her death. ENGL 2030: Experience of Literature— Poetry [Lavery] ENGL 2030—Fall 2013 | Lavery

4 Emily Dickinson ENGL 2030—Fall 2013 | Lavery

5 “Poetry takes the top of your head off.”— Emily Dickinson ENGL 2030—Fall 2013 | Lavery

6 Emily Dickinson meets Attila the Hun on Steve Allen’s Meeting of Minds ENGL 2030—Fall 2013 | Lavery

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8 Emily Dickinson ENGL 2030: Experience of Literature— Poetry [Lavery] ENGL 2030—Fall 2013 | Lavery

9 Miguel de Unamuno ( ) Asked if he believed in god, Unamumo once replied: “I do now, but I didn’t ten minutes ago and I might not ten minutes from now.” ENGL 2030—Fall 2013 | Lavery

10 324 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. ENGL 2030—Fall 2013 | Lavery

11 67 Success is counted sweetest By those who ne'er succeed. To comprehend a nectar Requires sorest need. Not one of all the purple Host Who took the Flag today Can tell the definition So clear of Victory As he defeated -- dying -- On whose forbidden ear The distant strains of triumph Burst agonized and clear! ENGL 2030—Fall 2013 | Lavery

12 465 I heard a Fly buzz – when I died – The Stillness in the Room Was like the Stillness in the Air – Between the Heaves of Storm – The Eyes around – had wrung them dry – And Breaths were gathering firm For that last Onset – when the King Be witnessed – in the Room – I willed my Keepsakes – Signed away What portions of me be Assignable – and then it was There interposed a Fly – With Blue – uncertain stumbling Buzz – Between the light – and me – And then the Windows failed – and then I could not see to see – ENGL 2030—Fall 2013 | Lavery

13 341 After great pain, a formal feeling comes -- The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs -- The stiff Heart questions was it He, that bore, And Yesterday, or Centuries before? The Feet, mechanical, go round -- Of Ground, or Air, or Ought -- A Wooden way Regardless grown, A Quartz contentment, like a stone -- This is the Hour of Lead -- Remembered, if outlived, As Freezing persons, recollect the Snow -- First -- Chill -- then Stupor -- then the letting go -- ENGL 2030—Fall 2013 | Lavery

14 280 I felt a funeral in my brain, And mourners, to and fro, Kept treading, treading, till it seemed That sense was breaking through. And when they all were seated, A service like a drum Kept beating, beating, till I thought My mind was going numb. And then I heard them lift a box, And creak across my soul With those same boots of lead, Then space began to toll As all the heavens were a bell, And Being but an ear, And I and silence some strange race, Wrecked, solitary, here. And then a plank in reason, broke, And I dropped down and down-- And hit a world at every plunge, And finished knowing—then-- ENGL 2030—Fall 2013 | Lavery

15 249 Wild Nights – Wild Nights! Were I with thee Wild Nights should be Our luxury! Futile – the winds – To a heart in port – Done with the compass – Done with the chart! Rowing in Eden – Ah, the sea! Might I moor – Tonight – In thee! ENGL 2030—Fall 2013 | Lavery

16 448 This was a Poet -- It is That Distills amazing sense From ordinary Meanings -- And Attar so immense From the familiar species That perished by the Door -- We wonder it was not Ourselves Arrested it -- before -- Of Pictures, the Discloser -- The Poet -- it is He -- Entitles Us -- by Contrast -- To ceaseless Poverty -- Of portion -- so unconscious -- The Robbing -- could not harm -- Himself -- to Him -- a Fortune -- Exterior -- to Time -- Ars poetica (the art of poetry)—a poetic subgenre about the nature of poetry and poets. ENGL 2030—Fall 2013 | Lavery

17 Emily Dickinson’s Last Letter: Dear Cousins, Called back. Emily ENGL 2030: Experience of Literature— Poetry [Lavery] ENGL 2030—Fall 2013 | Lavery


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