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This 3 page paper considers Emily Dickinson's poetry with regard to its style, tone, symbolism and language. Bibliography lists 3 sources.
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with regard to its style, tone, symbolism and language. Discussion A writers "style" is comprised, quite literally, of everything s/he uses to get the words on the page. It includes
such things as word choice, sentence structure, and paragraph composition (Barnet, 1971, p. 26). Word choice is particularly important. OF course we expect a professional writer to know the correct
usage and not mix up things like "affect" and "effect," but this goes beyond correct grammar into shades of meaning. For example, its important to choose a word with the
correct connotation: "The heroic spirit is not dead. It still lurks in the hearts of men" (Barnet, 1971, p. 27). The use of the word "lurks" is inappropriate since it
"suggests a furtiveness inappropriate to the heroic spirit. Something like lives or dwells is needed" (Barnet, 1971, p. 27). All of these factors, and more, go to make up a
writers style; furthermore, when a writer has truly developed a style or "voice," its possible for a reader to identify the author without seeing his or her name. Tone refers
to the attitude of the writer and what that conveys to the reader; does she set an objective mood? Sad? How is she relating to the material? (Barnet, 1971, p.
61). Symbolism is the use of one thing to stand for or suggest another; a falling leaf to symbolize death, for example. And language is the way in which she
presents her material. Lets look at one of her most famous poems and see how it all fits together. (Or rather, well take just part of it, because the papers
so short): "Because I could not stop for death, / He kindly stopped for me; / The carriage held but just ourselves / And Immortality. // We slowly drove, he
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