Imprisoned for all time until the head turneth; one was curious enough to see. The fire, the shadows, the refraction lead reality; the sun outside of the cave burns me. Free of the shackles binding, walk forward. Without the shadows the world is perfect, Now turn back and share the knowledge coward. Lessons here show the bravery of smurfette Go back, share, remember, and recall the new world But remember they also cannot see As you once were, trapped in the swirled views; turned away from the big blue sea The empirical world, so relative. The 'Forms' world, so expansive
Today in class I was able to air some of the questions I had about the poetry readings especially for Emily Dickinson because her poem was from the most different time period. Specifically I asked about.... "An imitiation of a Light That has so little Oil-" *Which referred to a different time period all together when is was common to use oil lamps, whereas today we might refer to electricity as an imitation light.* "That hurt them early - such a lapse Could give them any Balm" *I was very confused by this sentence but I understood the shift from recovery to the cause, how did it transition though. Michelle explained that the transition came from the healing process of this line. Balm is the scab which allows for recovery.* "Death - is but one - and comes but once - And only nails the eyes" *I thought this refered to the dead whose eyes are closed at burial; however, Michelle pointed out that it may hit right between the eyes as a certain cau...
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