|Emily Dickinson (1830–86). Complete Poems. 1924.|
Part One: Life
|THIS is my letter to the world,|
|That never wrote to me,—|
|The simple news that Nature told,|
|With tender majesty.|
|Her message is committed||5|
|To hands I cannot see;|
|For love of her, sweet countrymen,|
|Judge tenderly of me!|
It is possible that assuming the role of wife in a joint family and a mother in a conservative community and city have forced me to lead a double life of sorts. The way I presented myself to the world outside and conducted myself were, at least in parts, influenced by the strong traditions of the place I live in and my home.I may have done many of the important things that I wanted to, in spite of the constraints of my situation, and failed in some and have kept some projects for tomorrow, but in many small ways , I probably just conformed and to that extent withheld my message to the world. The world has of course reached to me. How else would i be jotting this down for the whole universe to see?
There are of course, the charming twists and turns that create the music of these lyrics. And from this poem we know that although Dickinson never wrote to the world, she wondered if they would judge her harshly...If only she had, she would have known how people of all climates and colors love her verse and celebrate them.