This poem is just one stanza. There are few sentences and the poem is, at times, more of a list. The tone of the poet seems that she is in awe. The way it's formatted makes me think that she was trying to get everything out at once- incensed by the perceived greatness of the world around her. There's a lot of repetitiveness that follows a pattern. It almost feels as if there are places that it should be broken up. Every fourth line, beginning with the first, begins with the word nature. It's repetition emphasizes the importance of the word to the poem. The fourth line of the poem begins with Nay, which happens after the next set of four lines. This word choice precedes another description of nature and its glory. I think it makes her seem as if she can't get the right words to encapsulate the greatness of her subject- that she needs more, she needs something greater, to say about something that, it's clear from the emotion infused in the piece, is something very important to her and a subject she greatly admires. There is not a consistent rhyme scheme, but multiple words do rhyme which suggests that they are important to each other. The words see, bee, sea, harmony, and simplicity were all used in the poem. I think it's cool that they form their own kind of rudimentary poem if you add a couple of words. See a bee and the sea. Recognize harmony and simplicity. I think using short words- one representing something terribly insignificant in size but crucially important to life and the wide open seemingly endless sea and pairing those with harmony and simplicity was very smart and that it helps the reader to "see" the poet's appreciation for the world, as well as maybe spark their own.
I like Dickinson's use of dashes because it gives the appearance of her tripping over her words in excitement or wonder. But this poem does not just talk about her love for nature or the vast wonder of the entire natural world, but it also kind of puts humanity in its place, or well the place where I think the author or the character the author is writing as, thinks they belong. I think the capitalization of Our Wisdom preceded by the word impotent kind of belittles humanity. It's like look at our oh-so great wisdom, so insignificant compared to nature. This happy feeling while bringing up something critical and a little darker is very Emily Dickinson, or at least what I've come to know of her. I think the poem is saying that the world is so vast and we know so little compared to it. Even though the majority of the poem is just the author singing the praises of nature, I think that the underlying message- or one of maybe a few underlying messages- is one of less wonder and more realism.
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