Emily Dickinson

Twas Like a Maelstrom, with a Notch

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Twas Like a Maelstrom, with a Notch - meaning Summary

A Narrowing, Agonizing Brink

The poem stages an intense near-death experience as a tightening, mechanical torment that inches the speaker toward collapse. Imagery of a maelstrom, a measuring goblin, and a pronounced sentence evoke forces counting down a person’s last moments. A sudden release—portrayed as God intervening or a creature granting reprieve—interrupts the ordeal, leaving the survivor suspended between annihilation and continued life and asking which outcome is the harsher fate.

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‘Twas like a Maelstrom, with a notch, That nearer, every Day, Kept narrowing its boiling Wheel Until the Agony Toyed coolly with the final inch Of your delirious Hem And you dropt, lost, When something broke And let you from a Dream As if a Goblin with a Gauge Kept measuring the Hours Until you felt your Second Weigh, helpless, in his Paws And not a Sinew stirred could help, And sense was setting numb When God remembered and the Fiend Let go, then, Overcome As if your Sentence stood pronounced And you were frozen led From Dungeon’s luxury of Doubt To Gibbets, and the Dead And when the Film had stitched your eyes A Creature gasped Reprieve! Which Anguish was the utterest then To perish, or to live?

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