We Grow Accustomed to the Dark

Emily Dickinson might not have had a spinal cord tumor, but she did know a thing or two about the kind of isolation many of us feel on those days when hope wanes, and we are left with pain and despair.

Here, her poem, “We Grow Accustomed to the Dark”, is beautifully animated. In the poem, she describes the experience of confronting the dark disappointments of life head-on. Rather than retreating from the world, she leads us out into the darkness.

If you are currently going through a dark patch, I hope that you soon find:

“Either the Darkness alters —
Or something in the sight
Adjusts itself to Midnight —
And Life steps almost straight.”

– Emily Dickinson

One thought on “We Grow Accustomed to the Dark

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: