Posted in O-R, Poems of Other Poets, tagged analysis, bard on the hill, between my knees my forehead was, commentary, cup of three, Dante Gabriel Rossetti, meaning, mourning, naked ears, perfect grief, poems, poetry, sadness, synopsis, The Woodspurge, wind flapped loose on April 5, 2017|
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The wind flapped loose, the wind was still,
Shaken out dead from tree and hill:
I had walked on at the wind’s will, –
I saw now, for the wind was still.
Between my knees my forehead was, –
My lips, drawn in, said not Alas!
My hair was over in the grass,
My naked ears heard the day pass.
My eyes, wide open, had the run
Of some ten weeds to fix upon;
Among those few, out of the sun,
The woodspurge flowered, three cups in one.
From perfect grief there need not be
Wisdom or even memory:
One thing then learnt remains to me, –
The woodspurge has a cup of three.
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Posted in C-D, Poems of Other Poets, Uncategorized, tagged analysis, apparition, bard on the hill, braveries, bravoes, bullets clipt and Angle, Emily Dickinson, explanation, imperial conduct, paradise, poems, poetry, Potomac River, pride, scarlet Maryland, summary, synopsis, victory, When I Was Small on January 14, 2016|
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When I was small, a Woman died –
Today – her Only Boy
Went up from the Potomac –
His face all Victory
To look at her – How slowly
The Seasons must have turned
Till Bullets clipt an Angle
And He passed quickly round –
If pride shall be in Paradise –
Ourself cannot decide –
Of their imperial Conduct –
No person testified –
But, proud in Apparition –
That Woman and her Boy
Pass back and forth, before my Brain
As even in the sky –
I’m confident that Bravoes –
Perpetual break abroad
For Braveries, remote as this
In Scarlet Maryland –
Dickinson wrote of a mother who had died previously and left an only son who died in a battle on the Potomac River (stanza 1). To her, it must have seemed a long time before the bullet took his life (stanza 2). Dickinson debated (stanza 3) whether it was right to have pride (which is sometimes sinful) in Paradise. But as she considered, back and forth, the ghosts (Apparitions) of the two, she concluded that such bravoes (even there) for bravery in bloody (scarlet) Maryland were justified (stanza 4). The link below gives the specifics of a battle at Balls Bluff on the Potomac in October, 1861, as the time and place the “only boy” died.
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