December 2008
59 posts
Immortal is an ample word →
Immortal is an ample word When what we need is by,
But when it leaves us for a time, ‘T is a necessity.
Bless God, he went as soldiers →
Bless God, he went as soldiers, His musket on his breast;
Grant, God, he charge the bravest Of all the martial blest.
THE MONUMENT. →
She laid her docile crescent down, And this mechanic stone
Still states, to dates that have forgot, The news that she is gone.
THE SPIRIT. →
‘T is whiter than an Indian pipe, ‘T is dimmer than a lace;
No stature has it, like a fog, When you approach the place.
Dickinson at Ventfort Hall →
Dickinson fans in western Massachusetts are encourage to attend The Belle of Amherst at Ventfort Hall (the Museum of the Guilded Age) in Lenox. This perennial evening with Emily runs through…
ASLEEP. →
As far from pity as complaint, As cool to speech as stone,
As numb to revelation As if my trade were bone.
Not any higher stands the grave →
Not any higher stands the grave For heroes than for men;
Not any nearer for the child Than numb three-score and ten.
UNWARNED. →
‘T is sunrise, little maid, hast thou No station in the day?
‘T was not thy wont to hinder so, — Retrieve thine industry.
Each that we lose takes part of us →
Each that we lose takes part of us; A crescent still abides,
Which like the moon, some turbid night, Is summoned by the tides.
Absence - Tardiness - Communications - Breaking... →
Dickinson followed a strict schedule in her year at Mount Holyoke seminary, though she hints at some lapses in her adherence to the rules …
DEATH. →
Death is like the insect Menacing the tree,
Competent to kill it, But decoyed may be.
Lightning at our feet →
Michael Gordon offers a new musical and theatrical interpretation of Emily Dickinson’s poetry with “Lightning at Our Feet” which combines music and film into a haunting atmosphere that brings…
How dare the robins sing →
How dare the robins sing, When men and women hear
Who since they went to their account Have settled with the year!
“Winter
is seasoned
with absence.”
– Tom Montag
Michael added 'Lost Lake: Stories'
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Michael gave 5 stars to: Lost Lake: Stories (Paperback) by Mark Slouka Mark Slouka’s Lost Lake feels more like an extended prose poem than a collection of stories. It’s an elegiac, often…
Michael added 'The Birthday of the World: And... →
Michael gave 4 stars to: The Birthday of the World: And Other Stories (Paperback) by Ursula K. Le Guin On one level, LeGuin is the bard of polymorphic perversity (quite literally so in the…
The distance that the dead have gone →
The distance that the dead have gone Does not at first appear;
Their coming back seems possible For many an ardent year.
IMMORTALITY. →
It is an honorable thought, And makes one lift one’s hat,
As one encountered gentlefolk Upon a daily street
That such have died enables us →
That such have died enables us The tranquiller to die;
That such have lived, certificate For immortality.
Michael added 'Afterimage: A Novel'
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Michael gave 5 stars to: Afterimage: A Novel (Paperback) by Helen Humphreys A tense and sublimated triangle is at the heart of “Afterimage“: Isabelle, the reluctant lady who is a pioneer…
Given in marriage unto thee →
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Bride of the Father and the Son, Bride of the Holy Ghost!
Michael added 'Death of a Murderer'
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Michael gave 5 stars to: Death of a Murderer (Hardcover) by Rupert Thomson In the middle of his life, Billy Taylor, an unambitious Manchester police officer, finds himself in a dark wood….
The stimulus, beyond the grave →
The stimulus, beyond the grave His countenance to see,
Supports me like imperial drams Afforded royally.
ENDING. →
That is solemn we have ended, — Be it but a play,
Or a glee among the garrets, Or a holiday, Or a leaving home; or later, Parting with a world
We have understood, for better Still it be…
We cover thee, sweet face. →
We cover thee, sweet face. Not that we tire of thee,
But that thyself fatigue of us; Remember, as thou flee,
We follow thee until Thou notice us no more,
And then, reluctant, turn…
We learn in the retreating →
We learn in the retreating How vast an one
Was recently among us. A perished sun
Endears in the departure How doubly more
Than all the golden presence It was before!
They say that ‘time assuages’ →
They say that ‘time assuages,’ — Time never did assuage;
An actual suffering strengthens, As sinews do, with age.
AFTERMATH. →
The murmuring of bees has ceased; But murmuring of some
Posterior, prophetic, Has simultaneous come, —
