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"A stagnant pleasure like a Pool" By Emily Dickinson [Analysis]

A stagnant pleasure like a Pool[1] That lets its Rushes grow[2] Until they heedless tumble in[3] And make the Water slow[4] Impeding navigation bright[5] Of Shadows going down[6] Yet even this shall rouse itself[7] When freshets come along.[8]
Poem 1281 [F1258] "A stagnant pleasure like a Pool" Analysis by David Preest [Poem]

The syntax of this poem is clearer with 'is' supplied after 'pleasure' in line 1, a comma put after 'bright' in line 5, and a full-stop after 'going down' in line 6. In other words lines 2-5 make up one sense unit. When the pool of our pleasure is stagnant, its 'Shadows' or 'ripples' (a variant reading) go straight down, but spread outwards again 'when freshets [from outside] come along.' Emily reminds us that when we feel low, something from outside ourselves may come along to rouse us. For Robert Frost in his poem Dust of Snow the 'freshet' was a crow shaking snow on him 'from a hemlock tree.'
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