
This poem explores the idea of a test or trial that one must undergo to prove their worth. The speaker suggests that this test is inevitable and will reveal whether they are worthy or not. They express a sense of resignation and acceptance, but also a hint of defiance in the face of uncertainty.
By Emily Dickinson · First published 1891 · Genre: Poetry, Lyric, Philosophical · 117 words
I can wade grief, / Whole pools of it, -- / I 'm used to that.
But the least push of joy / Breaks up my feet, / And I tip -- drunken.
Let no pebble smile, / 'T was the new liquor, -- / That was all!
Power is only pain, / Stranded, through discipline, / Till weights will hang.
The Test is listed on Textopian as a poem by Emily Dickinson, dated 1891 CE.
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Poetry · American Literature · 19th Century · Philosophy · Existentialism · Mortality · Death · Life · Nature · Spirituality · Faith · Doubt