Among the three poets that we studied so far, I think I resemble the most with Emily Dickinson. I’m obviously not a literary expert who is full of literary inspirations, but I think I have some similar interest with Dickinson.
As we learned in class, Dickinson uses death as the primary topic for most of her works. She expresses death as a romantic process that is not dreadful. In “Because I could not stop for Death,” death was a part of an individual’s journey that leads to immortality. A few years ago, I frequently thought about death. “I heard that we don’t have consciousness like when we sleep if we die; then are we just disappearing from this world, both spiritually and physically?” This question, even though it is not the only one, is the question that always depressed me when I was in middle school.
Considering that Dickinson and I both ponder death as a process not merely a cease of consciousness, I think Dickinson is the poet I resemble the most.
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
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