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Emily Dickinson Poetry

Small Group Work

For this small group project you will become “experts” on ONE Dickinson poem and then teach/present it to the class.

Complete the following activities:



  1. Select (pick from a hat) ONE Dickinson poem.



  1. Create 5 comprehension questions for the poem.



  1. Create an illustration for the poem (this can be digital or paper)

    1. Label the illustration with the poem title

    2. Craft a brief explanation for the illustration that includes specific lines from the poem



  1. Write a 3-5 paragraph analysis for the poem.

    1. How does this poem reflect Dickinson’s life?

    2. What is the overall theme of the poem?

    3. Identify examples of literary devices that enhance the meaning of the poem.



  1. Present the poem to the class.

    1. Email or Print out the questions the poem.

    2. I will have copies made for presentation day.

Presentations will be: Wednesday, March 5th



“Because I Could Not Stop For Death”

  1. Who is the “he” that Dickinson refers to throughout the poem?



  1. What three scenes does the carriage pass in stanza 3? What might these scenes represent?



  1. Look at stanzas 3-5, what life events could each of these stanzas represent? What words/phrases/lines support this idea?



  1. What is the overall message/theme of the poem?



  1. What is the tone of the poem? What words/phrases/lines support this idea?



Because I could not stop for Death 

Start

The Carriage held but just Ourselves – 

And Immortality





We passed the School





For only Gossamer, my Gown – 

My Tippet – only Tulle – 







a House that seemed

A Swelling of the Ground – 



Finish

The Poems



Because I Could Not Stop for Death
Because I could not stop for Death – 

He kindly stopped for me – 

The Carriage held but just Ourselves – 

And Immortality.


We slowly drove – He knew no haste

And I had put away

My labor and my leisure too,

For His Civility – 


We passed the School, where Children strove

At Recess – in the Ring – 

We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain – 

We passed the Setting Sun – 


Or rather – He passed us – 

The Dews drew quivering and chill – 

For only Gossamer, my Gown – 

My Tippet – only Tulle – 


We paused before a House that seemed

A Swelling of the Ground – 

The Roof was scarcely visible – 

The Cornice – in the Ground – 


Since then – 'tis Centuries – and yet

Feels shorter than the Day

I first surmised the Horses' Heads

Were toward Eternity – 

Hope” is a Thing With Feathers

Hope is the thing with feathers


That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all,

And sweetest in the gale is heard;


And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.

I've heard it in the chillest land


And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.

Success is Counted Sweetest

Success is counted sweetest


By those who ne'er succeed.
To comprehend a nectar
Requires sorest need.

Not one of all the purple Host


Who took the Flag today
Can tell the definition
So clear of Victory

As he defeated--dying--


On whose forbidden ear
The distant strains of triumph
Burst agonized and clear!

There’s a Certain Slant of Light

There's a certain slant of light,


On winter afternoons,
That oppresses, like the weight
Of cathedral tunes.

Heavenly hurt it gives us;


We can find no scar,
But internal difference
Where the meanings are.

None may teach it anything,


'Tis the seal, despair,-
An imperial affliction
Sent us of the air.

When it comes, the landscape listens,


Shadows hold their breath;
When it goes, 't is like the distance
On the look of death.


My life closed twice before its close


 







My life closed twice before its close—

It yet remains to see

If Immortality unveil

A third event to me


So huge, so hopeless to conceive

As these that twice befell.

Parting is all we know of heaven,

And all we need of hell.










The Soul Selects Her Own Society
The Soul selects her own Society --

Then -- shuts the Door --

To her divine Majority --

Present no more --


Unmoved -- she notes the Chariots -- pausing --

At her low Gate --

Unmoved -- an Emperor be kneeling

Upon her Mat --


I've known her -- from an ample nation --

Choose One --

Then -- close the Valves of her attention --

Like Stone --






The Brain -- is wider than the Sky –
The Brain -- is wider than the Sky --

For -- put them side by side --

The one the other will contain

With ease -- and You -- beside --


The Brain is deeper than the sea --

For -- hold them -- Blue to Blue --

The one the other will absorb --

As Sponges -- Buckets -- do --


The Brain is just the weight of God --

For -- Heft them -- Pound for Pound --

And they will differ -- if they do --

As Syllable from Sound --




There is a solitude of space
There is a solitude of space

A solitude of sea

A solitude of death, but these

Society shall be

Compared with that profounder site

That polar privacy

A soul admitted to itself --

Finite infinity.



Water, is taught by thirst.
Water, is taught by thirst.

Land -- by the Oceans passed.

Transport -- by throe --

Peace -- by its battles told --

Love, by Memorial Mold --

Birds, by the Snow.






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