Garage Doors from The Fan Neighborhood (Dickinson Poems AFRAID and I’M NOBODY)

 

Happy Thursday Everyone.

Joining Norm 2.0 and the Door Crew with GARAGE DOORS from The Fan neighborhood in Richmond, VA.

My top three Garage doors from The Fan:

A. “Touch of Flowers and Taste of Chocolate Brown”
B. “Breaking Bad” kinda vibe with an El Paso kick of green
C. “Old Meets New” with hurricane-proof metal door – and apartment living at its finest
  • The Fan neighborhood has the name because of the “triangular-fan shape” streets make from Belvidere to Boulevard.
  • It was listed on the National Register of Historic Places in 1985. Go here to read more about The Fan.
  • The Fan is where the area called Carytown can be found – and an old Carytown Thursday Doors’ post is HERE

Slideshow with a few more pics:

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POETRY

During May 2019 I am sharing poetry from Emily Dickinson as I do some “light exploring” of her life and work.

These two poems stood out to me this month. Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) was writing her poems in Massachusetts around the time that The Fan neighborhood was developing here in Virginia.

Today’s two poems have the social psychology element, which connects to The Fan because whew, there can be some snob appeal for some folks who reside here. Virginia pride, Southern Pride, and having roots in The Fan area is sometimes stuffy.

Liz Jewett (here) noted that “for a certain set, status is all about where you live, street name and number, with Monument Avenue as the upper echelon. History in the Fan is all about grand monuments and turn of the century homes.” However, there is also a ton of apartment housing, VCU students, crime, vintage shops, diversity galore, and as Liz Jewett noted, “Early Fan mornings are predominantly populated by runners or young people stumbling home hungover.”

POEM#1:

Afraid! Of Whom Am I Afraid?

 

Miriam mentioned that some of Emily’s poems were modified for publication (sometimes without Emily’s consent). And so for a few of her poems I had the chance to print them with the original spacing they had in her book. This Afraid! one is an example. Did you notice the first line does not include the “I afraid?” in the original – it is moved to the second line and adds a different flavor when put there. Having spaces between the words “of” – “whom” – and “am” – slow down the declaration and almost make it chanty and gives it some tough attitude. Also, some versions of this poem have the line “As deity decree” inside the the poem stanza –  – however – in Emily’s handwritten version – she has drawn a line and then added those words: “+As deity decree”. You can see Emily’s original behind the poem in my image. You can see the Original Archives HERE

POEm#2:

I’m Nobody! Who are You?

This one is a fun poem – and it speaks to my heart because puffed up people can get so full of themselves – or sometimes they just have a tough path – without realizing it they have some “dreary” times sneak in – they get the fame they wanted and realize it comes with a package, which includes an “admiring bog” – Also, this poem sorta reminds me of e. e. cummings’ Who are You little I: “who are you,little i (five or six years old) peering from some high window; at the gold of november sunset (and feeling:that if day has to become night this is a beautiful way).

Care to read more poetry from Emily Dickinson? I have a Master Post coming next week as I wrap up my adventure. Also, the complete List of Emily Dickinson’s 1,775 Poems is HERE

 

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COMICS

Seeing that we were exploring some social psychology – here are comics from Priorhouse archives that seem to fit in.

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comic paparazzi

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37 thoughts on “Garage Doors from The Fan Neighborhood (Dickinson Poems AFRAID and I’M NOBODY)

    1. Hahah – “way back to the beginning” well the “way back” part feels a little
      Loaded – and so….
      Sorry I do not just post the single image (or trio) that some bloggers make part of their posting trademark –
      But thanks for taking the time to read and comment – and again – not being sarcastic – but sorry if my posts are long for you or “have a lot going on” – it is my log mode right now as I prepare for a monochrome month in June

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  1. Thank you for the garage doors. It reminded me I lived in a converted garage house off campus when I was in Grad school. 🙂
    Thank you too for Emily Dickinson. She made me think of Sor Juana, a Mexican poet, a coupla centuries earlier. Both lived in societies dominated by men, and poetry seemed a way to get free? Or maybe I don’t know Dickinson well enough.
    And the drawings? When I scrolled down the first one, I thought “Sempé? can’t be”. He was so very French.
    Thanks for the tour.

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    1. Well so glad to toss a Sempe comic your way…. ahhhh and appreciate the connecting via comments this week overall.
      I will look up the post you mentioned – thx

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  2. Ah, I have not thought of pictures of taking garage door but these pictures of yours make me think I should be looking for them for pictures next time. Perhaps, I have not run into ones like ones here.

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  3. Love the opening Yvette 🙂 Those doors are fab, I may have to explore the garage doors around the towns I visit and see if I can find any as good as in the Fan. Both cartoons made me smile. The thinking of you is so good. I enjoy seeing your slice of American life 🙂

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  4. That first one is my winner for this week. Something peaceful and perfect about the color and its simple lines.
    Nice post 🙂

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  5. I follow Norm’s doors every Thursday too Yvette. Your garage doors are a great twist. I only submitted a doors post to Norm’s site one time, and they were pics I took at historical Heritage Park and one was the back door of a box car, plus some of the doors from the ramshackle barn I featured last Saturday. Of course I loved the squirrel cartoon – you now me and my squirrels at the Park. 🙂

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