Pain has an element of blank;
It cannot recollect
When it began, or if there was
A time when it was not.
It has no future but it self,
Its infinite realms contain
Its past, enlightned to perceive
New periods of pain.
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When I read the poetry at first, I don't feel anything.
I just feel the poem is short and the words are looking cleaning
Read the poem ,and feel like I am looking a riddle.
However,when the teacher explains the meaning of this poem, I feel disgussed about the emotion which Emily Dickinson describles about the pain.
In the same time, I am shocked by the suitations which this poem says-pain has an element of blank, it has no future but itself.
My heart is fastened by a visible rope.
It reminds me thinking of my one -sided love in junior high.
Somehow people maybe say that you are so young that you are impossible to know what the difference between like and love ; neverthless, I think I have experienced.
It is still painful but joyful to talk about the memory. Oh, ridiculous!
The past influenced my attitude on the love until now.
Sometimes I still get lost in the dream.
There is a man,huging me tightly and comfortably,and even dancing with me.
I can remember I smile ecstatically whirling by him.
But I can't see his face.Ha~!
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