Emily dickinson why do i love

The cult of the 19th-Century American poet has coalesced around a very precise image, one that tells us a lot about how we view poets and how we view women poets in particular.

It seems to have taken hold almost as soon as her poems found their audience. Though Dickinson wrote nearly 1, poems, just 10 were printed during her lifetime. Significant publication came only after her death, aged 55, in , at which point her work immediately attracted an ardent fan base.

Since then, the idea that such poems could have been penned by a secluded spinster toiling in recluse has proven irresistible — especially to generations of gauche, overwrought teenagers. You really have to rethink Dickinson as a reclusive spinster after that rendition.

The bedroom of Emily Dickinson in her home in Massachusetts — myth suggests that, like the teenagers who love her, she was reluctant to leave it Credit: Michael Mederios. Dickinson the social media star may be the stuff of satire, but as a young woman, the poet was indeed socially active. Who Are You? The Life and Poetry of Emily Dickinson.

The speaker seems to be talking to God, calling Him "Sir," and questioning Him as to why she loves Him. However, in order to completely respond to this amazing mystery, the speaker finds it necessary to compare her feelings with phenomena of nature.

She decides to compare her love to the act of love the grass possesses. The grass simply cannot prevent itself from undergoing its waving motion after the wind has blown through it. The speaker's love for her Creator God is just simply natural. There can be no questioning it.

Of course, she will continue to question and answer. That's just the way she rolls! In the second stanza , the speaker avers that God as Father, and Christ, along with all she knows about anything, hold the "Wisdom" motivating the love in the soul of the created children for their Creator.

Nothing more is necessary, because everything is enfolded in that love and wisdom. In the third stanza, the speaker returns to describing phenomena of nature to explicate the "why": she reveals that that love eruption is akin to lightning striking the eye.

The eye will stop to ask why as it closes from the onslaught of light's brilliance. Intimately coalescing occurrences do not motivate one to ask why. They just are. Or it is so obvious that no one has ever in history bothered to question it.

The speaker is nevertheless still aware that human minds crave reasons for things and events. The love of God, for this speaker, remains quite uncomplicated: as the sun rises, her eyes perceive light. As the Creator creates, the speaker loves. To her mind, only the completely daft can question the logic of loving one's Creator. Paperback Swap. Report this poem. Love Emily Translated To Senryu en.

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