With different Delight—
Because—when next it burns abroad
They doubt to witness it—
The Man—to die—tomorrow—
Harks for the Meadow Bird—
Because its Music stirs the Axe
That clamors for his head—
Joyful—to whom the Sunrise
Precedes Enamored—Day—
Joyful—for whom the Meadow Bird
Has ought but Elegy!
J294, Fr298
(1862) 294
After a couple of sunset poems we now have one on sunrise. It begins
with a philosophical statement about how those who are about to live their last
day experience sunrise—which is a traditional symbol of hope and new beginnings.
These “Doomed” souls delight in sunset as do the “Joyful” of the second stanza,
but theirs is a “different Delight.” It may be that “delight” is not the most
appropriate word here: the doomed may have a new-found appreciation or even
wonder, but it seems more likely they would experience great sadness or regret.
But the point is clear enough: The doomed may well have a greater focus on the marvel
and beauty that is the sun seemingly rising from behind the world to flood the
sky with color and signal the end of night.
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| Sunrise wasn't so cheery for the Earl of Somerset |
A
doomed man also listens to morning birdsong in a new way. Birds and
executioners get an early start. When the prisoner hears the bird he knows his
time on earth is soon to end. In a rather savage touch, the lovely song of the “Meadow
Bird” “stirs” the executioner’s
axe into bloodlust. No longer an inert tool of justice, the axe “clamors” for
the beheading. It wants to sever head from neck.
Both
pairings are ironic: sunrise with doom and bird with executioner’s axe.
The
last stanza seems to welcome death ecstatically. For those whom the bird “has
ought but Elegy,” or nothing but a beautiful lament, sunrise is a joyful
experience. Sunrise for these lucky souls ushers in the “Enamored” day. “Enamored”
means “inflamed with love,” and so the day itself takes on a sense of joyful
preparation akin to that of a wedding day. The soul prepares for the ultimate
mystery, a journey to discover what lies beyond life’s shores. Dickinson has
introduced this idea of journey in numerous poems so far. The poem promises
life beyond death and celebrates the last sunrise.
Hey Susan, I read this and thought you might find it interesting. It's a review about the book Emily Dickinson in Love: The Case for Otis Lord, by John Evangelist Walsh.
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Thanks, Leticia. I've seen the title but never read a review. Hillary Kelly just eviscerates Walsh! I've rarely seen so much scorn heaped on an author in a major newspaper review. She builds a good case against him, though—and seems to relish the task. Dismissing Walsh's effort as "a silly little book" is the final blow.
ReplyDeleteWhat would you say Dickinson's tone is in this poem?
ReplyDeleteWell, I noted it was philosophical, but if you are looking for an answer to a school question you might want to think about that first. I'm not sure it would suffice! But it's a starting point.
DeleteIt seems to me that the last stanza could be seen as emphasizing the joy of an ordinary day for those who are not about to die — something we often take for granted.
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