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morrie2020's review against another edition
Reading slump mixed with too much analysis. slow reading to no reading.
emmalthompson85's review against another edition
2.0
I think I must be missing something here, because this was awful. I understand that Howe is trying to bring a poetic style into her prose, is choosing to treat the subject matter in the way one might treat a poem, as a counterpoint to a more traditional analysis where a point is made, evidence, then made again. Maybe I'm just not a poet enough in my soul to understand but I have to admit that, for me, the style of delivery served to obscure the meaning more than clarify it. I don't read an analytical text to come away more confused. Again, the fault is probably in my reading but give me straightforward and clear analysis any day.
pixie_d's review against another edition
4.0
The author being a poet herself had a refreshing way of recording her impressions. There was scholarship there, but it wsn't recorded like standard literary criticism.
nathansnook's review against another edition
challenging
informative
inspiring
reflective
slow-paced
4.0
"๐๐ฐ๐ฆ๐ต๐ณ๐บ ๐ช๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐จ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต ๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ถ๐ญ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ญ๐ช๐ง๐ฆ. ๐๐ฐ๐ฆ๐ต๐ณ๐บ ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ด ๐ฑ๐ข๐ด๐ต ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ด๐ด๐ฆ๐ด๐ด๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ด๐ฆ๐ญ๐ง ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ณ๐ข๐ฏ๐ด๐ง๐ช๐จ๐ถ๐ณ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐บ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ. ๐๐ฐ๐ฆ๐ต๐ณ๐บ ๐ช๐ด ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด๐ช๐ฎ๐ช๐ด๐ฎ. ๐๐ฐ๐ฆ๐ต๐ณ๐บ ๐ช๐ด ๐ข๐ง๐ง๐ช๐ณ๐ฎ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐จ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏโฆ"
Life is but a list of tireless dedications. Some failed, and some so stout with amorous confidence and nonchalance that it goes beyond the combative arguments over the chicken or the egg, fate or destiny, it just is.
Here, Howe expresses so much intent, knowledge, and power to Dickinson's poetry. Linking her work through the letters of other writers that shared her spirits.
As an introduction to Dickinson's poetry, this was a generous gesture in a deep reading of her work from a feminist lens among her contemporary colonial male writers that spited her.
She lived through the Civil War, the Lincoln assassination. She lived through one of the deaths of the Brontรซ sisters. She loved Shakespeare. She was agoraphobic. She was so quiet and mysterious yet her mind was loud and explosive in its inquisitive nature. She "๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ค๐ฆ๐ช๐ท๐ฆ๐ด ๐ข๐ฃ๐ด๐ต๐ณ๐ข๐ค๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ด ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ด๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ."
Passion lives within Howe's prose in her academic brilliance and her trusted feelings in texts she knows so well. She cares so much and you can tell. What a beauty it is to dedicate your life to the work of a single writer, to understand their world in ๐ข๐ฃ๐ด๐ต๐ณ๐ข๐ค๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ด๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ.
Life is but a list of tireless dedications. Some failed, and some so stout with amorous confidence and nonchalance that it goes beyond the combative arguments over the chicken or the egg, fate or destiny, it just is.
Here, Howe expresses so much intent, knowledge, and power to Dickinson's poetry. Linking her work through the letters of other writers that shared her spirits.
As an introduction to Dickinson's poetry, this was a generous gesture in a deep reading of her work from a feminist lens among her contemporary colonial male writers that spited her.
She lived through the Civil War, the Lincoln assassination. She lived through one of the deaths of the Brontรซ sisters. She loved Shakespeare. She was agoraphobic. She was so quiet and mysterious yet her mind was loud and explosive in its inquisitive nature. She "๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ค๐ฆ๐ช๐ท๐ฆ๐ด ๐ข๐ฃ๐ด๐ต๐ณ๐ข๐ค๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ด ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ด๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ."
Passion lives within Howe's prose in her academic brilliance and her trusted feelings in texts she knows so well. She cares so much and you can tell. What a beauty it is to dedicate your life to the work of a single writer, to understand their world in ๐ข๐ฃ๐ด๐ต๐ณ๐ข๐ค๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ด๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ.
almendrita's review against another edition
1.0
No words to describe what a piece of shit this book is. And I'm an English major.
shane_marble's review against another edition
4.0
This is surprisingly fascinating for a pretty dry account of the way Dickinson took up her influences - the stuff about puritan theology and colonial-era potboilers are fun.
kweekwegg's review against another edition
4.0
While it was the most difficult book of its size that I've read in a while, I found it highly rewarding. There are plenty of moments that enlighten the basic connections between such people/things as Dickinson, Emily Bronte, the Civil War, Puritanism, Calvinism, Robert and EB Browning, and Shakespeare, but the book's real work is the very intricate lyric connections that she makes both within and without Dickinson's texts. It's difficult work for the reader to make -- there are very few underlined arguments, and at some point you need to surrender reading it like an essay and embrace reading it like a poem. Once you let this happen, Howe's writing becomes as meaningful and as powerful as you're willing to admit. This is both wonderful and quite uncomfortable, as though the work knows of the hardened layers of yourself that it's chipping away at.