dickinson on nature

Nature in the poetry of Emily Dickenson

The most important things in life of Emily Dickenson were love religion , individuality , and last but obviously not least - nature . When she discussed these themes in her poems she followed her lifestyle and broke away from traditional forms of writing and wrote with an intense energy and complexity never seen before and rarely seen today . For her nature was something that gave inspiration , calmness and peace of mind Emily chooses the nature to unite with , rather than , for example , with Church

Some keep the

Sabbath going to Church

I keep it staying at home

With a bobolike for a chorister

With an orchard for a dome

Although this connection with nature is very important , it is not yet possible in the way we usually understand how a true connection exists Emily claims that people do not know nature as they should , although nature knows everything about them

Nature and God -- I neither knew

Yet Both so well knew me

They startled , like Executors

Of My identity

She believed that nature was also a source of guidance for humans and that is why people need to understand nature in order to follow this guidance . Although people think that they are too wise and they do not need it , life is impossible without this unification with nature

Nay -- Nature is Harmony --

Nature is what we know --

Yet have no art to say --

So impotent Our Wisdom is

To her Simplicity

But anyway she still unites nature with humans and states that these two have quite much in common

A narrow wind complains all day

How some one treated him

Nature , like us , is sometimes caught

Without her diadem

But in spite of this similarity Emily still admires nature , beautiful pictures of everyday changes of colors , sky , life of creatures etc . We can find brilliant and beautiful transcripts of bird-life and of flower-life among her poems . We can feel the touches of unforgettable vividness

These are the days when skies put on

The old , old sophistries of June ,--

A blue and gold mistake

or

Nature rarer uses yellow

Than another hue

Leaves she all of that for sunsets ,--

Prodigal of blue...