Sunday, February 16, 2014

I'm Nobody! Who are you?

I'm nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then there's a pair of us -- don't tell!
They'd advertise -- you know!

How dreary to be somebody!          
How public like a frog
To tell one's name the livelong day  
To an admiring bog!

-Emily Dickinson

Commentary
This poem is perfect for people to learn that being in the spotlight isn't necessary a good thing. This is a simple poem that consists of two stanzas and follows iambic trimester. Dickinson introduces the speaker as a nobody, and then asks who the reader is. This suggests that Dickinson may she her self as not having an identity.  She then moves on to ask if the reader is a nobody, and that if they are, they need to keep it a secret. She then goes on the speak about how sad it is to be somebody because they are always speaking their name and telling those willing to listen. It is a simple poem that seems to poke ridicule at the public eye. This poem evens applies to today's society. There are people that are famous only because they speak of themselves and then the fools of the public eye admire them. During Dickinson's time, the rich were the best people and seemed as famous. Though Dickinson's own family was well off, it a way Dickinson herself was a nobody. She spent most of her life indoors. Dickinson didn't become well know until after her death, when her sister had her 1,800 poems published. This can be seen as a comical poem by Dickinson. It pokes fun at who society identifies as a nobody and a somebody. This poem shows me that people may not be who they think they are, but instead we are what society makes us to be. People may preach about being individuals and not following trends, but everybody has done something to fit in. Whether it be changing their look, to buying something fancy thing that is being advertised, to hiding our opinions for fear of what others think of them, everyone had a part of them that they hide from society. They instead choose to do what is right by society.



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