Notes on Dickinson’s “I’m Nobody! Who are you?” (288)

"I'm Nobody! Who are you?" (288)
Emily Dickinson

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 June -
To an admiring Bog!

Comment:

1. There's another edition of this poem that renders the last line of the first stanza "Don't tell! They'd banish us - you know!" It doesn't require a lot of thought to realize that "banish" implies "nobodies" already have an exclusive club of sorts; "advertise," when considered with the lower-case "they," probably means the pair merely recognizing its own existence calls attention and destroys the pair. If one doesn't wish to read that deeply into things, one can try to make things easy and say that "advertise" is how the exclusive club of "nobodies" "banishes."

But I think we have to reject an easy equivocation of "banish" and "advertise," and not just because of "they." Dickinson has used "Nobody" and "Somebody," moving towards the theme of identity. "Fame" is a term not absent from her poetic vocabulary, yet it is not used here:

Fame is a bee.
It has a song -
It has a sting -
Ah, too, it has a wing.

Moreover, the "Frog" alone stands very distinct from the "Bog" when "Somebody" is considered. "The livelong June," that which is intensely personal, yet a season that is universal and in this case maybe eternal, again pushes me away from thinking that "Nobody" signifies an exclusive group.

Finally, there are exactly two people in the world, according to this poem, who are "Nobody" - the speaker and the audience.

2. I know. This poem looked easy a moment ago. It's going to get a lot rougher starting now:

  • Odysseus tells the Cyclops his name is "No-one" (Gk. "ou-tis," "ou" being a negation word). This is a pun on Odysseus' defining characteristic, "guile" (metis, "me" being a negation word although it is just coincidental here). Does wisdom and/or cleverness negate one's identity? Reason is uncompromisingly universal, it seems.
  • Aristotle tells us early on in the Ethics that honor can't be the end of human life, because it is largely contingent on what people think of us after death. Shakespeare in the Sonnets plays around with the idea that poetry can make one immortal, as it is traditions/conventions being followed that keep memories alive, but he's also dealing with an internal audience that has much to learn in terms of moderation.

3. Let's go back and read this thing. The first thing that jumps out is the exclamation: this begins as a rant. The direct address of the audience in the first line seems to be in anger, but in the second line it reveals itself to be a search for company. "Too" puns all too nicely with "two."

We've spent a good amount of time on "pair" and "advertise," but not much on "tell" or "know," which "advertise" sits between. What's interesting is: "you tell" / "they would advertise" / "you know." The self is divided in terms of speech and knowledge: something sits between, some sort of consideration of another. Because of this poem's topic, that "something" is really specific: you don't speak because you know they would advertise. In other words - they would speak your knowledge, and destroy something about its character.

"Dreary" and "public" correspond in the second stanza, and we note that "Frogs" is a play by Aristophanes, where many of the dead in Hades are represented thus, croaking away to glory. We can croak like crazy in this life if we wish, and get an "admiring Bog." Something is special about "one's name" that makes it not just articulate speech, but the most articulate, reasonable speech.

The quick answer to the puzzle is the Delphic oracle, atop which was written "Know thyself." Self-knowledge presents all sorts of barriers: whether it is even possible is a pretty thorny issue. If you felt you had self-knowledge, though, to whom besides yourself would you disclose it, and why, and how? Here we get an indication of "to whom" and "how" - it would be the truest utterance of your name ("how"), and it would be shared with one you had a reasonable kinship with, perhaps meeting that one through a poem. "Why" requires an explanation of the phrase "livelong June," and I am afraid we're out of time for now.

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  • You know just 1 year ago I would have said you were over­an­a­lyz­ing this, but I guess I’ve changed. Maybe it’s actu­ally your fault ;). I like this inter­pre­ta­tion, and I think you’re right. I’m gonna do that annoy­ing thing I always do– this poem sort of feels like what you said.

  • I resent every bit of celebrity cul­ture that gets stuck in my head. Too bad it seems to be a human fas­ci­na­tion. The poem indi­cates that it has always been a prob­lem.
    I enjoyed the poem. I’ve always like Dickinson.

  • You’re all tak­ing this delight­ful poem way too far. It’s sim­ply a child’s wish to be seper­ated from the real­ity of the adult world
    where every­thing is ban­ished if it’s fun. Adver­tise or ban­ish– the mean­ing was clear to me at age 8 when I first read it. It was in the Golden Book and said ban­ish, but either works for me. I’m sim­ple.
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  • Jamie Truman wrote:

    Pur­pose­ful iso­la­tion by one­self, or being ban­ished by “an exclu­sive club of Nobod­ies”, being alone can empha­size indi­vid­u­al­ity and who you are. But can’t it also tan­gle that up? Can’t being alone with only your own mind make every­thing a hun­dred times less tan­gi­ble, there­fore mak­ing it more likely to lose your­self and/or your human­ity? Yes, we typ­i­cally squawk our names and so-called pur­poses year round for our whole lives, but to some degree, that’s the only thing capa­ble of keep­ing us sane.
    Even though san­ity cer­tainly isn’t my goal..

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