This is a poem that I came across thanks to a certain YA novel. It’s a poem that I feel I need to keep coming back to; like there’s something more to find each time. So here is “There’s a certain Slant of light” by Emily Dickinson to wind its way through your mind for a few minutes. Can you spot the YA reference, too?
“There’s a certain Slant of light” by Emily Dickinson
There’s a certain slant of light,
On winter afternoons,
That oppresses, like the weight
Of cathedral tunes.
Heavenly hurt it gives us;
We can find no scar,
But internal difference
Where the meanings are.
None may teach it anything,
‘Tis the seal, despair,—
An imperial affliction
Sent us of the air.
When it comes, the landscape listens,
Shadows hold their breath;
When it goes, ‘t is like the distance
On the look of death.