A Loss Of Something Ever Felt I
A loss of something ever felt I—
The first that I could recollect
by Emily Dickinson
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22 Sep 2019 09:49
An wonderful presentation of stream of thoughts passing through the subconscious mind in young age by witnessing a death of some one known.
22 Sep 2019 06:59
She always blows me away !
22 Sep 2019 03:14
This is it... Succinct
22 Sep 2019 09:01
A beautiful poem. Thanks.
Sylvia Frances Chan
22 Sep 2019 08:44
The last stanza of Emily Dickinson I regard as the most Beautiful: And a Suspicion, like a Finger Touches my Forehead now and then That I am looking oppositely For the site of the Kingdom of Heaven—..................Mesmerizing poem. We have to understand ED, she is not an average poetess. CONGRATULATIONS being chosen as The Classic Poem Of The Day. Hurray!
22 Sep 2019 03:35
Elder, Today, a session wiser ........ I find myself still softly searching For my Delinquent Palaces.............// excellent expression /// the loss in too young to suspect! but now in delinquent recollection!
22 Sep 2019 03:05
She lost something she now recollects. But that thing is not the first. It is the one she now recollects. It could have been one loss before the one now mentioned. Too young to suspect any loss. How one should take this? She remembers the loss but the too young after. Well, Emily is never an easy poet.
22 Sep 2019 02:48
Excellent poem ++++++++10+++++Congratulations10+++++++++
22 Sep 2019 01:27
A brilliantly realised meditation on lost innocence and alienation.
17 Jul 2019 05:00
A beautiful poem... Thank you.
09 Apr 2019 06:37
Emily D's " looking oppositely for the site of the Kingdom of Heaven" ... Aldous Huxley's The Perennial Philosophy, Evelyn Underhill's " Mysticism" ...Plotinus...the writings of Idries Shah...true poet that she was, she early noticed everyday life's incompleteness and refused easy answers.
22 Sep 2018 08:44
'Bereft I was—of what I knew not Too young that any should suspect' - the two simple sentences of the poem that I liked.
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Lungelo S Mbuyazi
22 Sep 2018 04:11
A beautiful poem this is...
Deepak Kumar Pattanayak
22 Sep 2018 03:49
Again it relates to the feelings on bereavement, parting, death when she was too young to understand what it is.............so poignantly narrated......excellent....thanks for sharing......10+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Edward Kofi Louis
22 Sep 2018 02:38
'I could recollect'! ! ! Thanks for sharing.
17 Jul 2018 05:13
Here's Part 1 [amended].... [for the 47th time]. [ PH strikes again. ] On the surface, it looks like she is talking about attending a funeral when she was a child “too young” to understand and comparing that experience to later being an and still not understanding death.
17 Jul 2018 04:54
Part 1. On the surface, it looks like she is talking about attending a funeral when she was a child “too young” to understand and comparing that experience to later being an and still not understanding death.
17 Jul 2018 04:50
Part 3. But it might be about something else... not death but a loss of innocence perhaps... a feeling that she was deprived of what children normally have...She both seems to sadly forgive those who hurt her and then blames them for not noticing that she was suffering but then again nobody is capable of noticing the suffering of others.. A lot of repressed anger here.
17 Jul 2018 04:49
Part 2. She suffers as she struggles to get meaning from it. She expresses anger against the world for being indifferent to her suffering, but turns around and criticizes her own self-pity.
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