Poetry Thursday

Today is the last day of Emily Dickinson.. Thank you for following along with me. Today's poem is I'm Nobody! Who are You?

I'm Nobody! Who are you? (260)
by Emily Dickinson
I'm Nobody! Who are you? Are you – Nobody – too? Then there's a pair of us! Don't tell! they'd advertise – you know! How dreary – to be – Somebody! How public – like a Frog – To tell one's name – the livelong June – To an admiring Bog!

I hope that your day is filled with inspiration, love, and laughter. Be well my friends.

Poetry Thursday

Alright I normally like to mix up the poetry but it looks like this month is all Emily Dickinson. I hope you don't mind. This video starts by telling the viewer a little about Emily Dickinson. I swear to you the more I discover about the Poet the more I wonder how I got my previous assumption. This just proves that I need to be more open to things and not judge so quickly.  Today's poem is I Started Early, Took My Dog by Emily Dickinson.

I started Early – Took my Dog – (656)

By Emily Dickinson 1830–1886 Emily Dickinson

I started Early Took my Dog

And visited the Sea

The Mermaids in the BasementBasement i.e., the bottom of the ocean

Came out to look at me 

And FrigatesFrigates fast and highly maneuverable warships of the 18th and 19th centuries, used to escort other larger ships, or to patrol the coast and blockade harbors  in the Upper Floor

Extended Hempen HandsHempen Hands strong, thick ropes made of hemp, used on ships 

Presuming Me to be a Mouse

Aground oponopon upon the Sands

But no Man moved Me till the Tide

Went past my simple Shoe

And past my Apron and my Belt

And past my BoddiceBoddice bodice; an upper part of a woman’s dress, or a rigid, laced corset worn underneath clothing, covering the upper part of a woman’s body too

And made as He would eat me up

As wholly as a Dew

Opon a Dandelion's Sleeve

And then  I started  too   

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Poetry Thursday

As promised today's poem is also an Emily Dickinson poem. This video is not the one I set out looking for but I kept coming back to it. The woman reading the poem I'll tell you how the sun rose helps to bring it to life. So here is today's poem  I'll Tell You How The Sun Rose by Emily Dickinson.

I'll Tell You How the Sun Rose
By Emily Dickinson

 I’ll tell you how the sun rose,
A ribbon at a time.
The steeples swam in amethyst,
The news like squirrels ran.

The hills untied their bonnets,
The bobolinks begun.
Then I said softly to myself,
"That must have been the sun!"

But how he set, I know not.
There seemed a purple stile.
Which little yellow boys and girls
Were climbing all the while

Till when they reached the other side,
A dominie in gray
Put gently up the evening bars,
And led the flock away.      


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