The lovely death and immortality

ABDUL AZZIZ ALHAIDER
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The lovely death and immortality
ABDUL AZZIZ ALHAIDER
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She was dying in her time but she is still living in our times, she is Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (December 10, 1830 – May 15, 1886) was an American poet. Born in Amherst, Massachusetts, to a successful family with strong community ties, she lived a mostly introverted and reclusive life, critics now consider Dickinson to be a major American poet up to our time,
she saw the death early in her life and faced its big sorrow in it, and deal with it as a trip and a natural sensible end of every life natural end which share with every living thing
The Stillness in the Room
Was like the Stillness in the Air –
Between the Heaves of Storm –

The Eyes around – had wrung them dry –
And Breaths were gathering firm
For the last Onset – when the King
Be witnessed – in the Room –
Many of her poems deal with themes of death and immortality, two recurring topics in letters to her friends.
While Dickinson was a prolific private poet, fewer than a dozen of her nearly eighteen hundred poems were published during her lifetime.
Dickinson s poems are unique for the era in which she wrote;
I willed my Keepsakes – Signed away
What portion of me be
Assignable – and then it was
There interposed a Fly –

With Blue – uncertain – stumbling Buzz –
Between the light – and me –
And then the Windows failed – and then
I could not see to see –

They contain short lines, typically lack titles, as well as unconventional capitalization and punctuation
In early 1850 Dickinson wrote that "Amherst is alive with fun this winter ...
... Oh, a very great town this is
Her high spirits soon turned to melancholy after another death. The Amherst Academy principal, Leonard Humphrey, died suddenly of "brain congestion" at age 25. Two years after his death, she revealed to her friend Abiah Root the extent of her depression:
"... some of my friends are gone, and some of my friends are sleeping – sleeping the churchyard – the hour of evening is sad – it was once my study hour – my master has gone to rest, and the open leaf of the book, and the scholar at school alone, make the tears come, and I cannot brush them away; I would not if I could, for they are the only tribute I can pay the departed Humphrey".
Dickinson was familiar not only with the Bible but also with contemporary popular literature.
Emily Dickinson s poems often express joy about art, imagination, nature, and human relationships, but her poetic world is also permeated with suffering and the struggle to evade, face, overcome, and wrest meaning from it.
I can go into the sadness in the whole pools of sadness I used on this, but the simplest payments glee breaks my feet
And I turn drunk
With her sorrow will intensify her pain. In another poem longed to childhood to see the flow of hope as a brilliance of search for immortality in a beautiful stop and look at childhood the poem refers repeatedly to her earlier anticipations. She feared that the bird s song and the blooming flowers would torture her by contrast to her situation. Her thoughts of the grass and bees are a bit different; however, for she says that she would want to hide in the grass, and though she implies that the bee’s liveliness would be a threat, her reference to their "dim countries" is envious. She having rehearsed her anticipations helped her face spring s arrival. The last two stanzas are somewhat lighter in tone. The failures of creatures and flowers to stay away give her some pleasure, for she now makes of them her own mournful parade. The image of Queen of Calvary is a deliberate self-dramatization. The creatures and flowers, she insists, are indifferent to her pain, but she is able to project enough sympathy into them to make the experience almost rewarding. She seems aware of the posing dramatized in her lifting childish plumes. The poem expresses anger against nature s indifference to her suffering, but it may also implicitly criticize her self-pity.
The theme of death was a basic theme of many Romantic poets DH Lawrence þand John Keats and Walt Whitmanand William Wordsworth, Keats have faced early death and died at the age of 26 years old, suffering from parting loved ones death and painful tuberculosis therefore wonder that had been written about death or the power of death is that makes them poet and objectives to trip search for immortality grow fonder is herb of immortality herb consolation here is the language and words in all its charm and luster and warmness and make them the consolation Emily is stroking on our shoulders and we shudder to imagine death while we see Emily go on a trip with a beautiful death and a carriage, carrying them together in the birth of the most beautiful poems

Because I could not stop for Death --"
Because I could not stop for Death –
He kindly stopped for me –
The Carriage held but just Ourselves –
And Immortality.

We slowly drove – He knew no haste
And I had put away
My labor and my leisure too,
For His Civility –

We passed the School, where Children strove
At Recess – in the Ring –
We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain –
We passed the Setting Sun –

Or rather – He passed us –
The Dews drew quivering and chill –
For only Gossamer, my Gown –
My Tippet – only Tulle –

We paused before a House that seemed
A Swelling of the Ground –
The Roof was scarcely visible –
The Cornice – in the Ground –

Since then – tis Centuries – and yet
Feels shorter than the Day
I first surmised the Horses Heads
Were toward Eternity –
Dickinson’s poems deal with death again and again, and it is never quite the same in any poem. In “Because I could not stop for Death—,” we see death personified. He is no frightening, or even intimidating, reaper, but rather a courteous and gentle guide, leading her to eternity. The speaker feels no fear when Death picks her up in his carriage, she just sees it as an act of kindness, as she was too busy to find time for him.
It is this kindness, this individual attention to her—it is emphasized in the first stanza that the carriage holds just the two of them, doubly so because of the internal rhyme in “held” and “ourselves”—that leads the speaker to so easily give up on her life and what it contained. This is explicitly stated, as it is “For His Civility” that she puts away her “labor” and her “leisure,” which is Dickinson using metonymy to represent another alliterative word—her life.
Indeed, the next stanza shows the life is not so great, as this quiet, slow carriage ride is contrasted with what she sees as they go. A school scene of children playing, which could be emotional, is instead only an example of the difficulty of life—although the children are playing “At Recess,” the verb she uses is “strove,” emphasizing the labors of existence. The use of anaphora with “We passed” also emphasizes the tiring repetitiveness of mundane routine.
The next stanza moves to present a more conventional vision of death—things become cold and more sinister, the speaker’s dress is not thick enough to warm or protect her. Yet it quickly becomes clear that though this part of death—the coldness, and the next stanza’s image of the grave as home—may not be ideal, it is worth it, for it leads to the final stanza, which ends with immortality. Additionally, the use of alliteration in this stanza that emphasizes the material trappings—“gossamer” “gown” and “tippet” “tulle”—makes the stanza as a whole less sinister.
That immorality is the goal is hinted at in the first stanza, where “Immortality” is the only other occupant of the carriage, yet it is only in the final stanza that we see that the speaker has obtained it. Time suddenly loses its meaning; hundreds of years feel no different than a day. Because time is gone, the speaker can still feel with relish that moment of realization, that death was not just death, but immortality, for she “surmised the Horses’ Heads/Were toward Eternity –.” By ending with “Eternity –,” the poem itself enacts this eternity, trailing out into the infinite.
. Many of her poems about poetry, love, and nature that we have discussed also treat suffering. Suffering is involved in the creative process, it is central to unfulfilled love, and it is part of her ambivalent response to the mysteries of time and nature.
The man’s tragedy with Dickinson is that, he lives in time and expatriated in the history that estrangement
In time is our tragedy and death is drop-flowing water of the river of time and some little and very little of them Emily Dickinson not scared of death but remains afloat, dead in the course of this river(time) the whole rest of the river current toward the immortality
to continue the cosmic and so is Emily in her deep outlook humanitarian philosophy, the philosophy that turn of the logic to overview aesthetic exclusive in the vocabulary and images flowing life , she talks about death and sings for the discovering of the paths of immortality in its continuation movement and its absolutism in the comprehensive nature and she succeeded in her trips for searches’ to discovering immortality and founding its herb that lost from Gilgamesh legendary hero of the Sumerian thousands of years ago and the herb of immortality here is the vision in extensions time extensions infinite and the death here not the sense a breakpoint ever but the movement as any other movements in the infinite reaches of the time
it is just a very simple stopping with Emily Dickinson s poems,








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