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04 February 2024

It was too late for Man—


It was too late for Man—
But early, yet, for God—
Creation—impotent to help—
But Prayer—remained—Our Side—

How excellent the Heaven—
When Earth—cannot be had—
How hospitable—then—the face
Of our Old Neighbor—God—        +New


F689, J623, Fascicle 32, 1863


“It was too late for Man”. Now that’s what you call a cold open! This would imply mankind is doomed, and perhaps it seemed so to Emily in the midst of a civil war in which brother was fighting brother, and over such a terrible issue as slavery. But this line has only come to feel more apropos nowadays with climate change, nuclear weapons, the threat of AI, and so on. Emily saw the writing on the wall. Humanity, left up to its own devices, appears hellbent on self-destruction.

But then you get that big “But’ in the next line. “But (it’s) early, yet, for God.” That’s reassuring. We are a blip in the broader manifestation that is happening in the vast universe. I saw a t-shirt worn by the comedian Reggie Watts that said, “When in doubt, zoom out.” That’s what Emily seems to be doing here, taking the long view.

Not only is it too late for man, but we read in the next line that Creation is impotent to help. In the line following this one we get our second big but, "But Prayer—remained—Our Side—" One would think Creation being impotant to help might negate prayer. Creation is not taking care of us, so what makes us think prayer will help? You could read the line “Prayer remained our side” as hopeful, but you can also read derision there. Take the “our side” qualifier for starters. What does it imply? It reminds me of that deeply sarcastic Bob Dylan song, “With God on our side”. Any time you have sides, you have disparity. Still, I like the hopeful possibility, and if you think about the prayer as applied to ourselves, to "our side", where it must "remain", then the prayer is for us.

This poem can also be read as taking the short view too. The Man called out in the first line may be Man in general, but it may also refer to the singular man or woman. When it is too late for you, when you have exhausted your own human limitations, then that’s when God can get to work.

That's the premise. Let’s see how Dickinson will use the second stanza to comment upon and modify the first. When we read “How excellent the heaven” right after reading man is doomed and Creation is no help, then we are tipped off that the adjective "excellent" might signal sarcasm. But then we take in the next line, “How excellent the heaven/ When earth cannot be had.” This is a caustic aphorism. We idealize a future heaven, when life is hell, instead of focusing on the present. Dickinson comes back to this point often in her poems. I'm reminded here of Whitman's line too, “There will never be any more heaven or hell than there is now.”

The last couplet is tricky. But here’s where we may find a sharply pointed lesson. When we reach this “excellent heaven” our old neighbor God will be hospitable. What does Dickinson mean by our “old neighbor” God? Why is God an old neighbor we wonder? Then a possible meaning occurs; the reason earth can be hell is BECAUSE of our old neighbor, because of man’s inhospitality to man. In a heavenly place our old neighbor would be welcoming. God is not somewhere out there, but can be seen in the face of the neighbor. “As you do for the least of these, you do unto me.”

To extrapolate further, we might say that it is in BEING a good neighbor ourselves that we might “save mankind.” But it's not man saving man here, since man is past help. It is God, the Divine within us, which, as the second line of this poem reminds us, has only just begun.

It’s worth noting that the alternate word for “Old” in this poem is “New”. We saw something similar in the previous poem with "last" and "first", where Dickinson provides an opposite as an alternate word choice. “New” would have worked well here too, as it would still call to mind for us the “old” neighbor. But changing the word to “Old” complicates the poem, as we get a conflation of the neighbor that made earth hell with God, but it also enriches the poem because it leads us to see God in the old neighbor, and, perhaps, the old neighbor in God.

A note about scansion here. This poem has a unique 3343 3353 meter. I think the elongated pentameter of the 7th line puts emphasis on the extra word in that line, "then". "How hospitable—then—the face." "Then" is also emphasized by the dash on either side of it. The word "then" can be read as the turning point of the poem, so the extra metrical and syntactic emphasis here helps push the meaning toward its conclusion. Here, now, love your neighbor as yourself.

-/)dam Wade l)eGraff





6 comments:

  1. I’m thrilled to see your blog at full speed again! Brava! R.T.

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  2. I think this poem is about the nature of our belief in God, especially whether and how we believe when things go wrong. I take it as if the poem refers to a singular person.
    Line 1 - The person has suffered too much, he is past the point when it was still possible to explain the suffering away as Job’s friends tried to do for example. His heart is broken and beyond recovery, it is no longer possible to trust God. Something similar is perhaps described in F 365. The play does prove piercing earnest here, the jest has crawled too far.
    Line 2 - God still sees no reason to intervene.
    Line 3 - Created universe is of no help because this matter is only between the man and God
    Line 4 - Prayer is all that is left. I like what you say about sides and disparity.
    Lines 5+6 “We idealize a future heaven, when life is hell” Yes, this is a kind of psychological defense mechanism, real faith in God should be something more.
    Line 7 - With God it is the same as with heaven in the previous lines. When life is unbearable his face as we imagine it seems more hospitable than ever. But it’s only because we can’t have a normal happy life here on Earth (as ED in my opinion couldn’t) that we care about him.
    Line 8 - God or rather the idea of God has always been at hand when we have seen no other way out. He is our “Old Neighbor”. When things go reasonably well we prefer him to mind his own business and not to meddle in our affairs although we may go to church from time to time so as not to make him angry. When we are in serious trouble our attitude changes.
    The word “New” would make sense too. Until now we didn’t need God. Now he is our New Neighbor.

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  3. I read this as a very intimate poem on a subject that ED often returned to -- the moment of death and the transition from our world what is beyond this world. The subject is similar to "I heard a Fly buzz -- when I died" or "There's been a death in the opposite house" or "Because I could not stop for death".

    I don't read "Man" in the first line as mankind -- but simply the moment in the dying process when our efforts to avoid or delay death have exhausted themselves. But death has not come yet -- it is "early, yet, for God --". Creation -- our world of impermanent things -- of patches and fixes -- is impotent. But Prayer -- trust in what is uncreated -- remains "on our side".

    Earth cannot be had -- this life is ebbing away. Then the poem ends with the beautiful metaphor of the "hospitable" face of "our Old Neighbor -- God --". God has never been remote -- heaven is a returning to something familiar -- and welcoming.

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  4. We humans have screwed up Earth, and Creation can’t help us as it did “In the beginning”. That only leaves us Heaven and an unanswered question:

    “When Earth—cannot be had—
    How hospitable—then—the face
    Of our Old [New] Neighbor—God—”?

    That could be an honest or a sarcastic question, but on balance ED’s 689 poems lean latter.

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  5. Thank you Adam, for starting with your pedal the metal. Your explications rank right up there with Susan K’s.

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  6. Love your take on neighbour God issue. No matter how many times one hears Love they neighbour as thyself it is not enough. Especially now more than ever. Thanks

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