Entirely for me –
I thought that such were for the Saints –
And Where Resurrections – be –
The flowers – accustomed – blew,
As if no soul – saw that solstice passed –
Which maketh all things – new –
The falling of a word
Was needless as at the Sacrament –
The _Wardrobe_ – of our Lord!
Permitted to commune – _this_ time –
Lest we too awkward show
At Supper of “the Lamb.”
Clutched tight – by greedy hands –
So – faces on two Decks look back –
Bound to _opposing_ lands.
Without external sound,
Each bound the other’s Crucifix –
We gave no other bond –
Deposed – at length the Grave –
To that new marriage –
_Justified_ – through Calvaries – of Love!
This poem Renunciation by Emily Dickinson describes a mood of calmness and tranquility and it symbolically refers to Christ’s death. but what fools the eye is that Miss Dickinson uses summer for his repose and not the traditional spring, Perhaps because summer is a more listless and tranquil time while spring has a whole aura of activity about it.
As Christ was born at one solstice, at December, Miss Dickinson is making the analogy that at the other one, this summer one, is also like the dying of his light, and she sees that the falling of the year is like the falling of Christ from our lives, quietly and without notice as we run and grasp what we can squirreling about trying to collect what we can.
The grave is the fate of all of course. Worldly pleasure, and power are illusions and only when it is over, do we realize how much this life was just a voyage to the real life ahead.