tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029797379711350813.post7786378816669668979..comments2024-03-29T00:07:13.458-07:00Comments on the prowling Bee: I watched the Moon around the HouseSusan Kornfeldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05384011972647144453noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029797379711350813.post-57415376945413853342023-12-21T07:49:42.475-08:002023-12-21T07:49:42.475-08:00Since before 1350 AD there has been a “Man in the ...Since before 1350 AD there has been a “Man in the Moon” (Middle English: Mon in þe mone; OED).<br /><br />Apparently, ED decided 500 years was long enough for the Moon to be a man, so she made the Moon a She. And why shouldn’t Ms. Moon be female? ED’s own menses cycled with the Moon's. And Ms. Moon doesn’t mind her audience focusing opera glasses on her either. After all, she’s the Diva of the Opera.<br /><br />But then, as beautiful amber-skin women sometimes do, she suddenly sets, leaving ED lost in “Curiosity”.<br /><br />“The privilege to scrutinize<br />Was scarce upon my Eyes<br />When, with a Silver practise—<br />She vaulted out of Gaze—”<br /><br />On rare days she shines even when “her superior Road” is “Blue”. What a flirt:<br /><br />“And next—I met her on a Cloud—<br />Myself too far below<br />To follow her superior Road—<br />Or its advantage—Blue—"<br /><br />Can anyone guess why ED added that last stanza, an event that apparently happened some time later? Did mysterious Ms. Moon flash ED a brief glance in a blue sky just to taunt her to compose this wonderful memory poem?Larry Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02810899482852120751noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029797379711350813.post-29031373073024338502023-12-21T07:47:18.461-08:002023-12-21T07:47:18.461-08:00This comment has been removed by the author.Larry Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02810899482852120751noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029797379711350813.post-80411475720158239582023-12-20T15:49:58.240-08:002023-12-20T15:49:58.240-08:00This comment has been removed by the author.Larry Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02810899482852120751noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029797379711350813.post-84708232677709039172023-10-30T18:59:26.503-07:002023-10-30T18:59:26.503-07:00"engrossed to Absolute - With shining - and t..."engrossed to Absolute - With shining - and the Sky." What a view. I lift MY glass to the poet. d scribehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08242682202760522439noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029797379711350813.post-20716190924177739652021-04-21T20:02:44.641-07:002021-04-21T20:02:44.641-07:00Yes, ED doesn't have that dominion attitude ab...Yes, ED doesn't have that dominion attitude about humans beings' right to exploit and manage the world, Thankfully! Susan Kornfeldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05384011972647144453noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029797379711350813.post-9138649252638489652021-04-20T14:35:54.986-07:002021-04-20T14:35:54.986-07:00Enjoyed your analysis! This poem also brought to ...Enjoyed your analysis! This poem also brought to mind ‘A bird came down the walk’, with nature’s independance, its indifference to us. The moon vaults off, along her own road, like the bird who rowed seamlessly away, or the butterflies off Banks of Noon. Nature does it thing, we watch in wonder. A friend and I are discussing this poem, along with ‘This is my letter to the World’, and both seem to carry that message of Nature as possessing its own transcendant sphere. SueSueOhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08153961518082515816noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029797379711350813.post-65989670846939854162021-04-20T14:35:20.410-07:002021-04-20T14:35:20.410-07:00Enjoyed your analysis! This poem also brought to ...Enjoyed your analysis! This poem also brought to mind ‘A bird came down the walk’, with nature’s independance, its indifference to us. The moon vaults off, along her own road, like the bird who rowed seamlessly away, or the butterflies off Banks of Noon. Nature does it thing, we watch in wonder. A friend and I are discussing this poem, along with ‘This is my letter to the World’, and both seem to carry that message of Nature as possessing its own transcendant sphere. SueSueOhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08153961518082515816noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029797379711350813.post-29987129315314606622015-03-21T09:04:12.894-07:002015-03-21T09:04:12.894-07:00that's an interesting correlation with "B...that's an interesting correlation with "Before I got my eye put out". I imagine Dickinson spent a lot of time lost in thought by her windows.<br /><br />As to the "Lady in the Town", I think Dickinson is simply employing a simile: she gazes directly at the moon just as the Lady gazes directly at a stranger: no embarrassment in either case. The moon, like the stranger, is a fascinating entity and therefore subject to unembarrassed scrutiny.Susan Kornfeldhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05384011972647144453noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4029797379711350813.post-78411420712040498732015-03-21T00:40:37.114-07:002015-03-21T00:40:37.114-07:00I can't help but think about her poem "Be...I can't help but think about her poem "Before I got my eye put out -" There, she recalls how she too used to enjoy watching the sun like regular animals, but now she puts her soul on the window pane (and therefore she acts as the conduit through which the reader considers the sun). There, she treats the sun as a metaphor for life and death (or evanescence and permanence), and, here, she wonders if the moon is above all of this.<br /><br />Is "The Lady in the Town" Emily Dickinson or the moon? I think it's possible to argue it both ways... Though, when I first read it, I thought "Stranger" was the moon; so "Lady in the Town" has to be Emily Dickinson. If it's Emily Dickinson, then the lorgnette could stand for the window pane (filter/poem) that ED uses to present her guest (the moon). But, the moon, remains a true stranger, and doesn't allow her hands to formulate the moon in terms of foots and defined meter.<br /><br />If "The Lady in the Town" is the moon, well, then the lorgnette could be "Mare Imbrium."Zefirinohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05826052577521342639noreply@blogger.com