I Told My Soul to Sing: Finding God with Emily Dickinson
Paraclete Press, 2012
304 pp., $17.99
Kimberlee Conway Ireton
I Told My Soul to Sing
Emily Dickinson might seem an odd choice for a patron saint, but that's how Kristin LeMay paints her: "I've come to love Emily," she writes, "for exactly those qualities that might appear to disqualify her for sainthood: impiety, inconsistency, irreverence. Saint Emily, patron of all who wrestle with God." When I first read those words in LeMay's introduction to I Told My Soul to Sing: Finding God with Emily Dickinson, I was a bit nonplussed. I wrestle with God, but I'm not so big on impiety and irreverence. But as I turned the pages of this book, I came to love the Dickinson that LeMay has spent ten years reading and studying.
While LeMay makes no claim to be a Dickinson scholar, I think it's fair to say that she knows Emily Dickinson as well as any scholar does, though she approaches Dickinson differently from the way most scholars do, I think—she sees Dickinson not as a puzzle to be solved or a subject to be mastered; rather she adopts the posture of a student approaching her teacher, a disciple her master. She reads Emily Dickinson the way monks read the Bible—slowly, with care and humility and attention, as lectio divina, a form of prayer. And this is what is so appealing about LeMay's book. She writes not about "Dickinson" but about "Emily"—this poet who was first of all a person and who has, over ten years of companionship, become LeMay's friend and patron saint.
This is not to say that LeMay is squishy or sentimental in her treatment of Dickinson. Far from it. She is deeply thoughtful, and she considers many of the questions that have perplexed Dickinson scholars over the decades, focusing particular attention on Dickinson's faith (the book's subtitle, after all, is Finding God with Emily Dickinson): "[W]as she a Christian? Did she believe in God? If so, how so? If not, why not? And what did her belief consist of—if belief it was—at thirty, at forty, at fifty?" LeMay acknowledges the varied answers readers and scholars have proposed—"reluctant Christian, ardent mystic, atheist, agnostic, Buddhist"—and the "tricky evidence" offered by Dickinson's poetry (in which the I may or may not refer to Dickinson herself) and her letters (which are often cryptic or open to many interpretations). In addition, the poems and letters themselves present such contradictory "evidence" that pinning Dickinson's faith to the page is difficult at best and nearly impossible at worst:
Whatever one poem or letter might reveal of Emily's thoughts at the moment of its composition, we have no guarantee that she still thought so after one year, not to mention thirty years. We also have no guarantee that she didn't.
And yet despite the challenges of Dickinson's "inconsistency on the page," LeMay makes several "confident claims" about Dickinson's interior life, including her faith.
The book is divided into five sections; each section is further divided into five chapters. In each chapter, LeMay looks in depth at one of Dickinson's poems, though she also pulls in other poems and excerpts from Dickinson's letters to deepen our understanding of the poem under focus and also to flesh out the portrait of Dickinson that LeMay is painting. The 25 poems that LeMay chooses are not the most commonly cited ones; she wants to "open a window onto Emily's life and thought that might otherwise have remained shut."
In perhaps my favorite chapter, "Doubt," LeMay looks long at "Though the great Waters deep" (F1641), whose final lines read, without irony: "No vacillating God / Ignited this Abode / To put it out." Through the lens of this poem, which Dickinson sent to at least seven different people, LeMay explores the coexistence of faith and doubt in Dickinson's life:
Did she keep writing the poem because she believed its message so fully? … It's possible. But I doubt this is the reason, since other writings from this same period brim over with assertions of skepticism and spiritual unresolved …. It's evident that the "great Waters" she evokes so calmly in this poem just as often drowned her with fear. Yet this period, dark as it was with uncertainty, also gave birth to this poem—seven copies of it …. For all her doubts, Emily looks in this poem's faithful lines toward "that Great Water in the West—/ Termed Immortality—"and shows a surprising amount of trust in the promises of faith …. The coexistence of this peaceful poem with letters of such turmoil suggests to me something true about the relationship between belief and doubt: they coexist …. Doubt and belief, Emily would be the first to say, are not necessarily in opposition. Emily judged that doubt enhances belief, since doubt's uncertainty keeps us hunting after God.