Emily Dickinson

I Held a Jewel in My Fingers

I Held a Jewel in My Fingers - meaning Summary

Loss Reframed as Remembrance

The poem presents a brief, intimate scene of having and then losing something precious. The speaker casually entrusts a "jewel" to their own fingers and falls asleep; on waking, the physical jewel is gone and only an "amethyst remembrance" remains. Plain language turns a small domestic moment into a meditation on loss, memory, and substitution: the tangible is lost but a transformed, colored memory persists. The tone mixes gentle chiding with acceptance, suggesting how fleeting possessions become internalized as emotional residue rather than vanished voids.

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I held a Jewel in my fingers And went to sleep The day was warm, and winds were prosy I said Twill keep’ I woke and chid my honest fingers, The Gem was gone And now, an Amethyst remembrance Is all I own

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