I years had been from home

EMILY DICKINSON

http://www.proseandhistory.com/i-years-had-been-from-home/
http://www.poetrysoup.com/famous/poem/1646/I_Years_had_been_from_Home
http://www.poets.org/poet.php/prmPID/155
http://www.biography.com/people/emily-dickinson-9274190

Experience of death - wow I want to jump into the ocean
Introspection
No title - open to interpretation, audience left looking for themes
Obscure entries or exits, readers intrigued

<TRUTH IS BEAUTY IS TRUTH > like Keats
<TIME - could not stop for death>
<SELECT AND CHOOSE>

writing back = working with an established center that we are bound to
appropriation = when you analyze how another culture's artifacts work for them and see if they'll work for you
                    = artistic survival strategies
preservation vs conservation
                      ^like a particular genre of music - look for 
^take from past and keep it as it is


Emily Dickinson was from Amherst - in New England - notorious for extreme conservatism
New England clung onto its English identity
She was a recluse

Read up on Robert Frost's Silken Tent

According to E.D. intense solitude and disengagement from society is death

Style: 6 stanzas, 4 lines each
very neat - audible rhythm, hymn form, lyrical
Begins the poem with I - does not bother being relatable - very individual and personal
Uses dash instead of ellipse
Notion of home - public, personal, private - representation of self and identity - judging antecedents and upbringing - one does not mask oneself at home

"I years had been from home" - self-exile
De familiarization - within a known area, finding something unknown
Legitimate fear of not having HOME (memories) to return to, of having changed, of not fitting in anymore.

Fumbling nerves
Wooden laugh - creaking, hollow, mirthless - profound fear of door <imprisonment, sealing her off, represents security to some
I fitted to the latch <she is inanimate, door takes control
Trembling care - fear, pain is the only real, individual feeling
<because happiness and gaiety comes from outside
Sensuous image - delicate as glass

when everything is taken from us, we have only the Self left
-this is death
-death while alive
-surrender of social construct
-this is a good thing

Some keep the Sabbath
Because I could not stop for death
I died for beauty

QUICK RECAP WITH BHAVANI MA'AM:

  • if I return will I be welcomed
  • return - to life or to society
  • E.D. was a recluse, had depression, was psychologically affected
  • door represents entry and exit
  • hesitates because of prospect of disapproval
  • remember phrases

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