
The Secret Life of Emily Dickinson by Jerome Charyn
Pages: 348
Publisher: W.W. Norton and Company
Review Source: Sent a book as a part of Tribute Book tour of this book.
My rating: 2.7/5
The story begins in the snow. It’s 1848, and Emily is a student at Mount Holyoke, with its mournful headmistress and strict, strict rules. She sees the seminary’s blond handyman rescue a baby deer from a mountain of snow, in a lyrical act of liberation that will remain with her for the rest of her life. The novel revivifies such historical figures as Emily’s brother, Austin, with his crown of red hair; her sister-in-law, Sue; a rival and very best friend, Emily’s little sister, Lavinia, with her vicious army of cats; and especially her father, Edward Dickinson, a controlling congressman. Charyn effortlessly blends these very factual characters with a few fictional ones, creating a dramatis personae of dynamic breadth.
Inspired by her letters and poetry, Charyn has captured the occasionally comic, always fevered, ultimately tragic story of Dickinson’s journey from Holyoke seminarian to dying recluse, compulsively scribbling lines of genius in her Amherst bedroom. Rarely before has the nineteenth-century world of New England—its religious stranglehold, its barbaric insane asylums, its circus carnivals—been captured in such spectacular depth. Through its lyrical inflections and poetic rhythms, its invention of a distinct, twenty-first-century “Charynesque” language that pays remarkable homage to America’s sovereign literary past, The Secret Life of Emily Dickinson provides a resonance of such power as to make this an indelible work of literature in its own right.
I have never been very good about reading books based on real people, but I have read a few of Emily Dickinson's poems so I was a little curious about her life. It is always interesting to look inside the life of a poet because I think it takes a certain type of person to their thoughts into prose. I myself loves to write but I can not put a poem together even if someone stood over me with a gun. It is very hard for me to grasp the concept of poetry and hard for me to read as well.
I didn't connect very well with the writer and his style of writing and times I found myself a little bit bored and wanting to skip though the pages to find something of more interest. I can't compare his book about Emily Dickinson to any others because its the only book about the poet I have ever picked up, so I don't really know how much of his book is truthful and how much is the author elaborating on the poets life to make the book complete. I think it would be hard to piece together a book based on the poets letters and poems, so I give the author kudos for that feat. After reading this book its a little easier to understand some of her poetry. Some of her poems are filled with such sadness and longing. It is a bit sad to think of her dying as a recluse but then in my mind it is sort of how I picture a lot of poets. (Though that doesn't mean that is the life of all poets)
I think if you like biographical type books then you might like this book a bit more than I did. I did enjoy parts of the book, but over all it really wasn't my type of book.
Here is one of my favorite poems from Emily Dickinson.
Behind Me -- dips Eternity --
Before Me -- Immortality --
Myself -- the Term between --
Death but the Drift of Eastern Gray,
Dissolving into Dawn away,
Before the West begin --
'Tis Kingdoms -- afterward -- they say --
In perfect -- pauseless Monarchy --
Whose Prince -- is Son of None --
Himself -- His Dateless Dynasty --
Himself -- Himself diversify --
In Duplicate divine --
'Tis Miracle before Me -- then --
'Tis Miracle behind -- between --
A Crescent in the Sea --
With Midnight to the North of Her --
And Midnight to the South of Her --
And Maelstrom -- in the Sky --
(taken from biographyonline.net)