Christina Rossetti: A Better Resurrection

A bit of light through the window (2016)

A Better Resurrection
By Christina Rossetti

I have no wit, no words, no tears;
My heart within me like a stone
Is numb’d too much for hopes or fears;
Look right, look left, I dwell alone;
I lift mine eyes, but dimm’d with grief
No everlasting hills I see;
My life is in the falling leaf:
O Jesus, quicken me.

My life is like a faded leaf,
My harvest dwindled to a husk:
Truly my life is void and brief
And tedious in the barren dusk;
My life is like a frozen thing,
No bud nor greenness can I see:
Yet rise it shall—the sap of Spring;
O Jesus, rise in me.

My life is like a broken bowl,
A broken bowl that cannot hold
One drop of water for my soul
Or cordial in the searching cold;
Cast in the fire the perish’d thing;
Melt and remould it, till it be
A royal cup for Him, my King:
O Jesus, drink of me.

20 thoughts on “Christina Rossetti: A Better Resurrection

  1. I meant say “the haiku must cross”, but as can be seen, I made a serendipitous mistake.


  2. Reminiscent of any number of Psalms isn’t it? The first phrase sounds like hitting true bottom. No more words, even to fill the empty space.


  3. Rick Ro; you’re up early and I can’t read poems before 5 A.M. East Coast time.


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