Can someone please summarize/interpret Emily Dickinson's Much Madness is Divinest Sense?
(I'm horrible with poetry)
Here's the text of the poem:
MUCH madness is divinest sense
To a discerning eye;
Much sense the starkest madness.
’Tis the majority
In this, as all, prevails.
Assent, and you are sane;
Demur,—you ’re straightway dangerous,
And handled with a chain.
You know--it really ticks me off this question keeps getting deleted. I'm just asking for some help.
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