tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029797379711350813.post2204672359924832992..comments2024-03-18T12:24:57.638-07:00Comments on the prowling Bee: I think the longest Hour of allSusan Kornfeldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05384011972647144453noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029797379711350813.post-45755904722934642092024-01-01T11:27:52.006-08:002024-01-01T11:27:52.006-08:00
During 1850-1853 ED’s father led a small group of...<br />During 1850-1853 ED’s father led a small group of investors who built the Amherst and Belchertown Railroad. No doubt he encouraged locating the passenger station on Main Street, 200 yards east of Homestead. Perhaps Time did “block the Gilded Hands” of the clock, but not for very long. Were it not for luggage, visitors could easily walk to Homestead in 10 minutes. <br /><br />Despite ED’s impatience with Time, when she heard steps “in the Hall” she “timidly” bid hello, felt crowded in her “Heart”, and vanished to her room to play her “little violin”, that is, to compose poetry. ED often referred to composing as “singing”, but she used the “violin” metaphor only twice, here (F607, 1863) and in ‘The Spirit lasts — but in what mode’ (F1627, 1883).<br />Larry Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02810899482852120751noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029797379711350813.post-18060611500148018482023-11-12T22:07:51.383-08:002023-11-12T22:07:51.383-08:00There is such a thing -- alas, I can't remembe...There is such a thing -- alas, I can't remember much about it, including the scholar. She charts the meanings ED tends to suggest with various directions, times of day, seasons, etc. Susan Kornfeldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05384011972647144453noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029797379711350813.post-7522614188863899302023-11-12T09:43:56.478-08:002023-11-12T09:43:56.478-08:00I like the way ED renders her "service" ...I like the way ED renders her "service" here, as music to relieve those in grief, at the time of deepest need, when time seems to have stopped. The Auden poem you have included here is apropos as it is probably the poem most often read at funeral services, and famously in "Four Weddings and a Funeral". The poem performs its timid service "of love" and then retreats up north. Very sweet. It's a touching poem.<br /><br /><br />(A study of directions, North, South, East, West, in Dickinson's peoetry would be instructive. They all seem to carry such deep meanings for the poet.) d scribehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08242682202760522439noreply@blogger.com