Monday, March 30, 2015

I felt a Funeral in my Brain Analysis

I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,
And Mourners to and fro
Kept treading - treading - till it seemed
That Sense was breaking through -


And when they all were seated,
A Service, like a Drum -
Kept beating - beating - till I thought
My mind was going numb -


And then I heard them lift a Box
And creak across my Soul
With those same Boots of Lead, again,
Then Space - began to toll,


As all the Heavens were a Bell,
And Being, but an Ear,
And I, and Silence, some strange Race,
Wrecked, solitary, here -


And then a Plank in Reason, broke,
And I dropped down, and down -
And hit a World, at every plunge,
And Finished knowing - then -
Meaning     The meaning of the poem is to convey what a mental breakdown feels like.
Antecedent
Scenario
    This poem is about the process of a mental breakdown.
Structural Parts     The first stanza relates the mental breakdown process to that of a funeral.  Parts of yourself say goodbye to others that may not come back. The beating of the second stanza represents the ritual of the funeral or it could be the beating of a her heart that overwhelms her. The third stanza is the end of the funeral and when her empty soul begins to yearn for the the thing that died. The fourth stanza she is talking about being a silent listener where she seems to be cozy with silence. The last stanza expresses the end of the breakdown and has stopped thinking.
Climax
It occurs at the end of the last stanza.
Other Parts
The author is very religious when talking about the funeral but is very personal when talking about her mind.

Skeleton     The tone of the poem keeps a constant sense of morbidity.
Content Genre-
games
     The solitude poem.


Tone     I feel like the poem when read aloud has a bit of sarcasm and insanity in it as she's losing her mind/herself.
Agency    Emily Dickinson
Roads Not Taken
This could be written by someone who has a morbid outlook on life but otherwise the poem would lose the meaning.
Speech Acts     An explanation.
Outer and Inner Structural
Forms
    Has rhyme, stanzas, imagery
Imagination    The poet has created a dark world in her mind that resembles a funeral.

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