Recently I’ve been writing about my one-man crusade about the numbering of a Dickinson poem on the Poetry Foundation site (HERE), but it’s time to move on! LOL – I’ll provide an update to “number-gate” when I hear more.
Today, I’ll turn back to a topic I touched on last week, the Super Blue Moon. Last Monday I checked how many times Dickinson used the words “super” (0), “blue” (32), and “moon” (23) in her poems – AND – it turned out that she used the words “blue” and “moon” (though not together as in “blue moon”) in two poems.
I posted one of the two poems last week, “The moon was but a chin of gold,” and today I have the other, “I watched the moon around the house.”
Today, I’ll turn back to a topic I touched on last week, the Super Blue Moon. Last Monday I checked how many times Dickinson used the words “super” (0), “blue” (32), and “moon” (23) in her poems – AND – it turned out that she used the words “blue” and “moon” (though not together as in “blue moon”) in two poems.
I posted one of the two poems last week, “The moon was but a chin of gold,” and today I have the other, “I watched the moon around the house.”
This poem has an unbelievable – and PERFECT – image of the moon, but before I get to that, though, let me say that I love the way Dickinson turns “the man in the moon” into a woman. In both of these poems, the moon is depicted as a female. In the first, “The moon was but a chin of gold / A Night or two ago / And now she turns Her perfect Face / Upon the World below,” and in today’s poem, “I watched the Moon around the House / Until upon a Pane / She stopped – a Traveller’s privilege – for Rest / And there upon / I gazed – as at a stranger / The Lady in the Town.”
Then in the third and fourth stanza comes this glorious image: the amber “lady” sustained in the sky is curious in that she has “not a Foot – nor Hand” and instead was “But like a Head – a Guillotine / Slid carelessly away.”
What a fantastic image! LOL – my wife wasn’t particularly fond of that one – but I love it!
What do you think? And is there anything else about this poem you love?
Then in the third and fourth stanza comes this glorious image: the amber “lady” sustained in the sky is curious in that she has “not a Foot – nor Hand” and instead was “But like a Head – a Guillotine / Slid carelessly away.”
What a fantastic image! LOL – my wife wasn’t particularly fond of that one – but I love it!
What do you think? And is there anything else about this poem you love?
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