tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3944030917333154338.post3388443958602523760..comments2023-10-07T03:15:11.674-05:00Comments on Brandi's Blog: Sweeping up the HeartBrandihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10117892404261245726noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3944030917333154338.post-67524979259492681612012-08-13T00:01:53.092-05:002012-08-13T00:01:53.092-05:00Dee Dee, you're such a good English teacher! T...Dee Dee, you're such a good English teacher! Thank you. Any pain I have is from watching those I care about suffer. I feel blessed, but my heart breaks for others.Brandihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10117892404261245726noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3944030917333154338.post-19958600976176105112012-08-11T14:55:09.885-05:002012-08-11T14:55:09.885-05:00If the measure of great literature is that it rais...If the measure of great literature is that it raises more questions than it answers, Dickinson was a genius. Her poems can take us in so many directions, and this one is no exception. I think a key to understanding this poem--to the extent that any of her poems can be understood--lies in the line "The morning after death." I'm no psychologist, but perhaps a common initial reaction to death is to protect our shattered hearts, to"[put]love away" so as not to hurt any more than necessary. But maybe as we adjust to and accept the loss, we can allow our hearts to once again reach out to others and to love them and accept their love. I agree with you that Dickinson's faith resonates in the poem. She ultimately offers hope and comfort in the idea that at some point there will be a reunion with the departed,and it will last for eternity.<br /><br />So sorry for the losses you've experienced this summer. Your heart must truly be hurting.Dee Deehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05075414876444998775noreply@blogger.com