Dickinson’s I Felt a Funeral, in My Brain
– Thomas Higginson changing Dickinson’s words. An interpretive paper on, “I Felt a Funeral, in My Brain Emily’s Version 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, again, 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….
An Analysis of Dickinson’s I Felt a Funeral in My Brain
– An Analysis of Dickinson’s “I Felt a Funeral in My Brain” Emily Dickinson was a poet who used many different devices to develop her poetry, which made her style quite unique. A glance at one of her poems may lead one to believe that she was quite a simple poet, although a closer examination of her verse would uncover the complexity it contains. Dickinson’s poem ” I felt a Funeral, in my Brain”, is a prime example of complicity embodied by simple style and language. In this piece, Dickinson chronicles psychic fall…. ;
An Analysis of Emily Dickinson’s I Felt a Funeral in My Brain
– An Analysis of Emily Dickinson’s I Felt a Funeral in My Brain This poem is very interesting in many aspects because it reminds me of a person that I use to know. In my life I have met people just like Emily Dickinson who were mentally depressed and very unsociable. In this poem it shows how unstable her mind was in words that she wrote in her poems. I do not want people to get me wrong she was a very smart woman it was said that she attended Mount Holyoke Female Seminary in South Hadley, it also said that she was one of the best poets of all times…. ;
An Interpretation of Emily Dickinson’s Poem I Felt a Funeral, in My Brain
– An Interpretation of Emily Dickinson’s Poem I Felt a Funeral, in My Brain To understand any poem by Emily Dickinson is a challenge. After reading this poem a few times, I decided that the only way to comment on it was to scan all the possible meanings of certain lines and words that Dickinson chose to use. This is my own interpretation of the poem, not to be confused with a definite idea of what Dickinson was trying to convey in her writing of “I Felt a Funeral, in my Brain” (280). I decided that the best way to comprehend Dickinson’s message was to pay more attention to the feelings created and senses stimulated by reading and rereading the poem itself….
An Interpretation of Emily Dickinson’s Poem I Felt a Funeral in My Brain
– An Interpretation of Emily Dickinson’s Poem I Felt a Funeral in My Brain Emily Dickinson was a reclusive individual that was rarely seen by anyone outside of her immediate family and few close friends. This solitude emerges in her poetry in the form of doom and gloom depictions. Dickinson seems to have a fascination with death as if death is a friendly character rather than a horrible image. It has been stated that Dickinson’s obsession with death was a sign to others around her and her readers that she was struggling internally…. ;