Thursday, October 20, 2005

Week 4 Post 2

Part Four: Time and Eternity
By: EMily Dickinson

I WENT to heaven,—
’T was a small town,
Lit with a ruby,
Lathed with down.
Stiller than the fields
At the full dew,
Beautiful as pictures
No man drew.
People like the moth,
Of mechlin, frames,
Duties of gossamer,
And eider names.
Almost contented
I could be
’Mong such unique

This poem describes heaven to a small town. Heaven has different meanings for people. It can be considered as a peaceful serene place and the beauty is so majestic that it's hard to capture. "Beautiful as pictures No man drew." It just means that this place is so picture perfect and incredible that no painting can do it justice. The next few lines the speaker describes the people around the town and she finds them so quaint that she is happy to be around such people but she does not say that she is completely content. "Almost Contented" It means she is almost satisfied. I think in human nature we are always wanting more. We hardly are satisfied with what we have and it's in our nature to want more. The society that the speaker encounters is more than she has seen elsewhere. Heaven is suppose to be like that. It suppose to have such beautiful scenery and such compatible people. So much so that life seems to be perfect. A uphoria. This town is like a dream town, where things we want a town to be is. IT takes itself away from reality. The comparison of a town to heaven makes heaven tangible. You can grasp something like a town, while heaven is almost unreachable.


Blogger Michael Overton said...

I like the way you describe a humans nature. Humans are lustfull entities that desire more and more that which they dont have. Reading this poem I can see that even in heaven there is room for complaint when it comes to human nature. You described the poem well and really made it clear what the author was trying to accomplish.

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