Poetry Challenge #7 02/09/2012

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The Battlefield

The dropped like flakes, they dropped like stars.Like petals from a rose when sudden across the June a wind with fingers goes.

They perished in the seamless grass, no eye could find the place; but God  on his repealless  list can summons every face.

EMILY DICKINSON

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Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (December 10, 1830 – May 15, 1886) was an American poet. Born in Amherst, Massachusetts, to a successful family with strong community ties, she lived a mostly introverted and reclusive life. After she studied at the Amherst Academy for seven years in her youth, she spent a short time at Mount Holyoke Female Seminary before returning to her family’s house in Amherst. Thought of as an eccentric by the locals, she became known for her penchant for white clothing and her reluctance to greet guests or, later in life, even leave her room. Most of her friendships were therefore carried out by correspondence.

While Dickinson was a prolific private poet, fewer than a dozen of her nearly eighteen hundred poems were published during her lifetime.[2] The work that was published during her lifetime was usually altered significantly by the publishers to fit the conventional poetic rules of the time. Dickinson’s poems are unique for the era in which she wrote; they contain short lines, typically lack titles, and often use slant rhyme as well as unconventional capitalization and punctuation.[3] Many of her poems deal with themes of death and immortality, two recurring topics in letters to her friends. More information can be found here.

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This poem, says it all written before the wars of 20th century and this. They are still so amazingly applicable to this day! The first few lines  ‘The dropped like flakes, they dropped like stars.Like petals from a rose when sudden across the June a wind with fingers goes.’ They do in war people drop like flies by the million, soldiers, sailors and airmen, refugees, prisoners , children and innocent bystanders.

The second verse is true too ‘They perished in the seamless grass, no eye could find the place; but God  on his repeal less  list can summons every face.’ The lay where they fell some lost for ever some unknown some known but not claimed . It matters not war always was and is and always will be.

Poetry Challenge #7 is to create a journal of links and your reactions to poems by established (living or dead poets.) Details are here.  Example response is here. Mr. Linky for Challenge #7 is directly below:

 

 

8 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Wendell A. Brown
    Sep 02, 2012 @ 16:19:39

    Love her writings !

    Reply

  2. LadyBlueRose's Thoughts Into Words
    Sep 03, 2012 @ 01:29:11

    she is one of my favorites
    Thank you for sharing Willow!
    )0(

    Reply

  3. Mira Jay
    Sep 03, 2012 @ 12:24:38

    “Come slowly, Eden!
    lips unused to thee,
    Bashful, sip thy jasmines,
    As the fainting bee,

    Reaching late his flower,
    Round her chamber hums,
    Counts his nectars –enters,
    And is lost in balms!”

    Reply

  4. granbee
    Sep 04, 2012 @ 18:37:40

    Miss Emily simply is tops in my book. Thanks so much for choosing this as this week’s poetry challenge.

    Reply

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