Monday, February 04, 2013

I heard a Fly buzz

I heard a Fly buzz

by Emily Dickinson
I heard a Fly buzz – when I died –  
The Stillness in the Room
Was like the Stillness in the Air –  
Between the Heaves of Storm – 

The Eyes around – had wrung them dry –  
And Breaths were gathering firm
For that last Onset – when the King
Be witnessed – in the Room –  

I willed my Keepsakes – Signed away
What portions of me be
Assignable – and then it was
There interposed a Fly –  

With Blue – uncertain stumbling Buzz –  
Between the light – and me –  
And then the Windows failed – and then
I could not see to see – 

I came across this quoted in "The Moth Diaries". The school girl Dora who died falling from the roof had been writing a novel, a dialogue between Nietzsche and Brahms. Emily is also a favourite of Camille Paglia and Dora would have understood Emily. Was it Nietzsche or Dora that said, "Better to believe in the void than to believe in nothing" ?
 

6 Comments:

Blogger stone drum said...

Hello John

it has been a while since I've looked in on you.

thanks for coming by my site.

middle of winter. doing well.

trust you are. will be back again, sooner rather than later. I like this: I heard a Fly buzz.

be well.

8:10 pm  
Blogger Rose Marie Raccioppi said...

And so impressions... and we are granted moments of BEING...

4:13 pm  
Blogger stone drum said...

john said: today I am so ill I must go back to bed.

And I am thinking, the flu bug is going around. Trust you will be feeling better soon.

10:37 pm  
Blogger stone drum said...

Here to say, " the interest is mutual. Peace and Quiet. Mountains and streams." Good to hear from you. I too have been reclusive. No harm done. Trust you are well.

7:07 pm  
Blogger stone drum said...

Hello John

Ref: comment in a blog I wrote

thank you John for this information.

North Korea. Interesting. How all of this is global.

Thanks for coming by. Enjoyed the visit.

And the information received.

2:25 am  
Blogger stone drum said...

Hello John

Ouch. climbing and now two broken legs. serious. but is something to look back on and reflect. it is what makes you special in my eyes.

out climbing. I am impressed, but

am sure you would rather be out in your garden.

Will look in from time to time, to see how you are feeling/healing

thanks for coming by.

11:17 pm  

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