Monday, January 24, 2011

Poem by a Woman

Like Men and Women Shadows Walk by Emily Dickinson
Like Men and Women Shadows walk
Upon the Hills Today --
With here and there a mighty Bow
Or trailing Courtesy
To Neighbors doubtless of their own
Not quickened to perceive
Minuter landscape as Ourselves
And Boroughs where we live --

I chose this poem because it was by Emily Dickinson and she is one of the few female writers whose name i recognized. I am able to enjoy this poem in particular because it makes me think. There is no obvious meaning here that I can detect at first glance. My interpretation is that our shadows are like hollow versions of ourselves which are incapable of feeling the emotions and the key elements which makes us human.