Received: from mgmt.utoronto.ca (fmgmt.mgmt.utoronto.ca [128.100.43.253]) by mail2.texas.net (8.8.7/8.8.5) with SMTP id LAA14724 for ; Mon, 9 Feb 1998 11:44:13 -0600 (CST) Received: by mgmt.utoronto.ca (5.65v3.2/1.1.10.7/26Jan98-0432AM) id AA11394; Mon, 9 Feb 1998 12:24:39 -0500 From: LouisFors@aol.com Message-Id: <2e856869.34df3b97@aol.com> Date: Mon, 9 Feb 1998 12:23:32 EST To: emweb@fmgmt.mgmt.utoronto.ca Mime-Version: 1.0 Subject: Resonance Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-Mailer: AOL 3.0 for Windows 95 sub 49 Sender: owner-emweb@fmgmt.mgmt.utoronto.ca Precedence: bulk Reply-To: emweb@fmgmt.mgmt.utoronto.ca Content-Type: text/plain; charset=US-ASCII X-UIDL: e573a63c89a047ee51623dfd6a4d6eb8 Finding resonance is one of life's great pleasures. I've come across resonance with #927 in another ED poem. I can't give a number to the one I quote below because I don't have the complete poems at hand. I found what follows in Mabel Loomis's Poems by Emily Dickinson, third series, published in 1896 and available online (http://www.columbia.edu.acis/bartleby/dickinson/). It is in Book V in this collection, # XXIV. This was in the white of the year, That was in the green, Drifts were as difficult then to think As daisies now to be seen. Looking back is best that is left, Or if it be before, Retrospection is prospect's half, Sometimes almost more. But then, all in a poet's work resonates with all. I think. Louis