Tinker Posted March 22, 2019 Share Posted March 22, 2019 The Sky is Low, the Clouds are Mean The Sky is low -- the Clouds are mean. A Travelling Flake of Snow Across a Barn or through a Rut Debates if it will go -- A Narrow Wind complains all Day How some one treated him Nature, like Us is sometimes caught Without her Diadem. ~~Emily DickinsonCommentary: I guess I am on an Emily kick. This Dickinson poem is written in Common Measure which she often uses. Her poem so fits my day.Enough A damp, dirty-dishrag sky clings to me, infusing my skin with a subtle chill. The anxious flutter in my chest has not gone away from my screwed up blood test and I'll have to do it again. Phones ring with someone's pain, I respond with a hopeful, compassionate voice while their agony pulls me in. I look for a poem to share and Emily speaks my day. Sometimes, that's enough. ~~Judi Van Gorder Quote ~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~ For permission to use this work you can write to Tinker1111@icloud.com Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dcmarti1 Posted March 23, 2019 Share Posted March 23, 2019 Why kick Emily? Just teasing. I like it. Loved the personification, and USING the word diadem? 5 easy extra credit points. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tinker Posted March 23, 2019 Author Share Posted March 23, 2019 Yep, I can't kick the Emily habit. She does speak to me. What isn't to like about her poem? She must have been having the same day I was having. Quote ~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~ For permission to use this work you can write to Tinker1111@icloud.com Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
tonyv Posted March 24, 2019 Share Posted March 24, 2019 I didn't know you were an Emily Dickinson fan, Judi. I've barely read her at all, and I do have a biography I haven't read either. Maybe I'll check it out. I find her reclusiveness intriguing. She lived very close to one of my favorite poets of that era, Tuckerman, though it's not believed that they ever met. Strange. The title works in two ways. First, there's the obvious meaning that shows up in the last line. But to me, it also means enough, as in having had enough of everything. The first verse is especially powerful with the way it builds up to the second by delivering an almost literal cold dishrag against the skin sense of reality. I do think your first line is better than Dickinson's. Tony Quote Here is a link to an index of my works on this site: tonyv's Member Archive topic Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tinker Posted March 24, 2019 Author Share Posted March 24, 2019 Thanks Tony, Oh I don't know "mean clouds" what can be better than that? I love Emily who wrote only for herself, her poetry was only published after her death. I wonder if she had had the internet if she would have put her work out there. I think she would find a quiet community and share. ~~Judi Quote ~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~ For permission to use this work you can write to Tinker1111@icloud.com Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
eclipse Posted March 25, 2019 Share Posted March 25, 2019 an excellent piece-you do her justice Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tinker Posted November 9, 2019 Author Share Posted November 9, 2019 A belated thank you Barry, I somehow missed your comment back when it was posted. Tsunami, Welcome to PMO. Thank you for digging this one out and reading. I appreciate your comment. ~~Tink Quote ~~ © ~~ Poems by Judi Van Gorder ~~ For permission to use this work you can write to Tinker1111@icloud.com Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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