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Though there are several interpretations of the ‘Slant of light’ that feature in this poem, it is commonly seen to be an exploration of the meaning of despair, spirituality and death.
Dickinson was raised in a Calvinist household; as she grew older she became increasingly independent and atypical i...
There's a certain Slant of light
Winter Afternoons –
That oppresses, like the Heft
Of Cathedral Tunes –
Heavenly Hurt, it gives us –
We can find no scar
But internal difference
Where the Meanings, are –
None may teach it – Any –
'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, 'tis like the Distance
On the look of Death –