Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Analysis of Emily Dickinson's poem # 112 (67)

112 (67)

Success is counted sweetest
By those who ne'er succeed.
To comprehend a nectar
Requires sorest need.

Not one of all the purple Host
Who took the Flag today
Can tell the definition 
So clear of Victory

As he defeated - dying -
On whose forbidden ear
The distant strains of triumph
Burst agonized and clear!

Emily Dickinson's poem number "112 (67)" is commentary on what success truly feels like. This poem establishes the paradox that a victor may feel as if he knows what success is, but the loser is the one who truly understands what success means. This poem is in the form of a ballad with the rhyme scheme of abcb. The poem alternates between iambic tetrameter and iambic trimeter. The narrator functions like a reporter-detached and unemotional; doing this allows the narrator to distance themselves from the text, and assures the reader that the event described did not happen to them. This poem was most likely written in 1859 when Emily was nineteen years old.
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