tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3383938214852108244.post2895122199224706881..comments2024-03-27T16:48:21.039-05:00Comments on Wuthering <br>Expectations: She can bear her soul from it's home of clay - the mystical superpowers of Emily BrontëAmateur Reader (Tom)http://www.blogger.com/profile/13675275555757408496noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3383938214852108244.post-16432235123235416922011-06-24T04:49:07.516-05:002011-06-24T04:49:07.516-05:00I like this poem very much. To me it os about the ...I like this poem very much. To me it os about the kinship one shares with their own imagination. Or an ode to the daydream. I think what she is saying that when she is daydreaming, she is indeed happiest.<br /><br />Me too.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3383938214852108244.post-89995063728778015292009-05-22T16:43:41.329-05:002009-05-22T16:43:41.329-05:00Ah, yes, "none beside" = "alone" or "no one beside...Ah, yes, "none beside" = "alone" or "no one beside me."<br /><br />The Buddhist-like language shows up in other poems as well. Other ideas do, too - the lack of fear of death, perhaps. I'm too ignorant to pursue the subject, but I would be curious to read what links an expert would find.<br /><br />Thanks for stopping by, by the way.Amateur Reader (Tom)https://www.blogger.com/profile/13675275555757408496noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3383938214852108244.post-23261257515436986072009-05-22T11:45:56.947-05:002009-05-22T11:45:56.947-05:00I believe "When I am not and none beside" means wh...I believe "When I am not and none beside" means when she's lost in her imaginings and there is NO-ONE beside her to disturb her. I don't mean she's following some archiac or personal diction to use "none" as a contracted form of "no one". Rather, she's using poetic license to get a one-syllable word in there to do the job of indicating her aloneness, which would otherwise require two. And she's relying upon the reader to figure that out.<br /><br />...<br /><br />If I didn't know it was unlikely, I would say that she'd been studying Buddhism. "When I am not" is a pretty good description of a goal of Buddhist meditation--to directly experience the illusory nature of the self.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3383938214852108244.post-17316348611139229102009-05-19T10:25:00.000-05:002009-05-19T10:25:00.000-05:00This is great - a miniature version of the fascina...This is great - a miniature version of the fascinating <I>Wuthering Heights</I> experiment at <A HREF="http://booksidoneread.blogspot.com/2009/05/wuthering-heights-emily-bronte.html" REL="nofollow">books i done read</A> - the reactions are so <I>visceral</I>.<br /><br />I'm not moved by much of Emily Brontë's verse, either. Well, sometimes I'm moved to laughter. Her concerns and imagery are too private. I think a fairer comparison is with the mythological poetry of Blake.<br /><br />(Of course, it's hardly fair to compare anyone to C Rossetti. Sort of a crushing blow!)<br /><br />The distance is built into the poetry, is part of the project. It takes a special sort of sympathy to enter into it, like The Golem has, some sharing of the private mysteries (for example, definitely, teenage angst). Most of us have to stay outside. I do.<br /><br />AC, are you sure the sense of coldness isn't from the imagery of the poem - the windy night and the spirit wandering wide? It's a chilly poem, but the speaker is happiest in the chill. Not my idea of comfort; nor do I find the idea of transcending earthly things through death very appealing. But that's the poem.<br /><br />I am more in Rohan's court - sometimes Brontë could use more distance, not less, to allow more irony, to work against the sincerity and intensity. She has all sort of strategies to do this in <I>Wuthering Heights</I>, but if she has some equivalent in the poems, I have a hard time seeing it.Amateur Reader (Tom)https://www.blogger.com/profile/13675275555757408496noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3383938214852108244.post-58655383379936238462009-05-18T22:53:33.866-05:002009-05-18T22:53:33.866-05:00The poetry actually does sound a bit like it was w...The poetry actually does sound a bit like it was written by a 19 year old. There's this kind of... oh, teenage angst feel to it. But it seems to me a bit distant, like she isn't actually writing about herself or even something relevant to her. Like, yes, there's some hidden character but unlike many such poems, I feel nothing for the poet nor for the character. I'd definitely want to read some more of her poems (even just to prove that I do like poetry...) but I'm again finding Emily to be distant and cold to me. Perhaps I just don't know enough to start analyzing it properly? I've already proven how bad I am with poetry...Meytal Radzinskihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15805413335735169073noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3383938214852108244.post-49578630151837754642009-05-18T19:55:00.000-05:002009-05-18T19:55:00.000-05:00I've always found this poem particularly touching....I've always found this poem particularly touching. Especially the bit about the clay. I feel as if she's talking directly to me, and, for a moment, I am less lonely.The Golemnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3383938214852108244.post-66401655920185368332009-05-18T17:24:00.000-05:002009-05-18T17:24:00.000-05:00I've never been really moved by Emily Bronte's poe...I've never been really moved by Emily Bronte's poetry, though I've never spent a week with it either. It often strikes me as having a kind of awkward sincerity without enough art to get to that next level. Christina Rossetti, on the other hand...Rohan Maitzenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12111722115617352412noreply@blogger.com