A Short Analysis of Emily Dickinsonโ€™s โ€˜On a Columnar Selfโ€™

By Dr Oliver Tearle (Loughborough University)

โ€˜On a Columnar Selfโ€™ by Emily Dickinson does something which Emily Dickinson frequently does so well: it takes an abstract idea (the concept of the self) and renders it concrete and vivid, through a well-chosen metaphor.

On a Columnar Selfโ€”
How ample to rely
In Tumultโ€”or Extremityโ€”
How good the Certainty

That Lever cannot pryโ€”
And Wedge cannot divide
Convictionโ€”That Granitic Baseโ€”
Though None be on our Sideโ€”

Suffice Usโ€”for a Crowdโ€”
Ourselfโ€”and Rectitudeโ€”
And that Assemblyโ€”not far off
From furthest Spiritโ€”Godโ€”

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A Short Analysis of Emily Dickinsonโ€™s โ€˜For each ecstatic instantโ€™

By Dr Oliver Tearle (Loughborough University)

โ€˜For each ecstatic instantโ€™ is a short lyric by Emily Dickinson about the relationship between pleasure and pain, joy and suffering. The Earl of Rochester, in the seventeenth century, had asked, โ€˜All this to love and raptureโ€™s due; / Must we not pay a debt to pleasure too?โ€™ In โ€˜For each ecstatic instantโ€™, Emily Dickinson answers with a resounding, if regretful, Yes.

For each ecstatic instant
We must an anguish pay
In keen and quivering ratio
To the ecstasy.

For each beloved hour
Sharp pittances of years โ€”
Bitter contested farthings โ€”
And Coffers heaped with Tears!

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A Short Analysis of Emily Dickinsonโ€™s โ€˜Safe in their alabaster chambersโ€™

By Dr Oliver Tearle (Loughborough University)

โ€˜Safe in their Alabaster Chambersโ€™ is about one of Emily Dickinsonโ€™s favourite themes: death. But, as so often with an Emily Dickinson poem, her treatment of this perennial theme is far from straightforward.

Safe in their Alabaster Chambers โ€“
Untouched by Morning โ€“
And untouched by noon โ€“
Sleep the meek members of the Resurrection โ€“
Rafter of Satin โ€“ and Roof of Stone!

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A Short Analysis of Emily Dickinsonโ€™s โ€˜As imperceptibly as griefโ€™

By Dr Oliver Tearle (Loughborough University)

โ€˜As imperceptibly as griefโ€™ describes the passing of summer, which happens so slowly and subtly that it is almost missed. But this isnโ€™t necessarily a bad thing: it happens โ€˜as imperceptibly as Griefโ€™, suggesting that something is coming to a close but brighter times are just coming into view. An unusual take on the onset of autumn, admittedly, but one of the many reasons why Emily Dickinsonโ€™s poems repay closer analysis: they avoid the obvious take on things, and offer a strikingly individual perspective on the natural world.

As imperceptibly as Grief
The Summer lapsed away โ€“
Too imperceptible at last
To seem like Perfidy โ€“
A Quietness distilled
As Twilight long begun,
Or Nature spending with herself
Sequestered Afternoon โ€“
The Dusk drew earlier in โ€“
The Morning foreign shone โ€“

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A Short Analysis of Emily Dickinsonโ€™s โ€˜I taste a liquor never brewedโ€™

By Dr Oliver Tearle (Loughborough University)

We often talk of being โ€˜drunk on loveโ€™ or โ€˜drunk on excitementโ€™ or other such things. Here, in โ€˜I taste a liquor never brewedโ€™, Emily Dickinson takes such an everyday expression and makes it concrete, using the metaphor of drunkenness to describe her heady intoxication with nature.

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