Ultimate Nothingness

Question

How do the opening poem (implied "Ultimate Nothingness") and "A Confession" explore different facets of profound human connection, and what distinct emotional journeys do they invite the reader to experience regarding presence and absence?

Synthesized answer

The provided passages explore profound human connection through the lens of both presence and absence, though they do not explicitly name an "opening poem" or connect to a work titled "Ultimate Nothingness."

"A Confession" highlights a connection where one individual's presence was a source of purity, youth, and beauty for the speaker. The speaker's soul could be filled with "clear Deep draughts of purity" from this person, and their "flame of youth" lit through their eyes, warding off "winter from my skies" [1]. The speaker also drew "the sunshine of my days" and weighed their joy by the other's happiness, finding their debts paid by their "sweetness" and their heart's silence made into a "lovely melody" [1]. This poem invites a reader to experience the profound comfort and enrichment derived from a deeply valued, present connection.

In contrast, passages [4] and [5] delve into the emotional journey of absence following a devastating loss. The speaker feels "stabbed me with this poisoned blade / Of silence" and dropped "in the void / Without a word or sign" [4]. This absence is experienced as a profound cutting "deep, deep, into / The very essence of me" [4]. The finality of…

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← The Draught of Life Poems by Agnes Louisa Storrie A Confession I'll Explain → 4516514 Poems — A Confession Agnes Louisa Storrie ​ A Confession. You did not know, how could you, dear, How much you stood for? Life in you Retained its touch of Eden dew, And ever, through the droughtiest year, My soul could bring her flagon here And fill it to the brim with clear Deep draughts of purity. And time could never quench the flame Of youth, that lit me through your eyes, And cozened winter from my skies Through all the years that went and came. You did not know I used your name To conjure by, and…
Passage [4]
ng presence grows Into my being, and I feel, I know—O! God!—I see Across the barriers of sense, and through its mystery. Now may the empty world revolve, and clay reclaim its clay, Now may the processes of time pursue their destined way, For, like a flash that stabs the gloom when the storm is at its height, My spirit in her agony has glimpsed a heavenly light, No more am I the fettered slave of my humanity, The secret of the Universe has been revealed to me.
Passage [143]
ever without answer. Life and love Still surge within my heart, and on my lips, And his are sealed to silence and decay. And when thyself with shining foot shall pass— Turn down—turn down—turn down—an empty glass. [ Falls fainting. ]
Passage [64]
this empty world If still I reigned imperially to him Ah! that is where it cuts deep, deep, into The very essence of me. It has come, The blight my prescience saw while yet the flower Ravished my senses with its matchless bloom. Illicit love holds at its very core The canker that destroys it, and, Oh! well I knew within the kernel of my mind That I should some day pay a bitter price For these dear dreams. Only to think of them Will sanctify the Hades still to come. Hades? ah! A woman scorned —— — Yes, let her tell of Hades, she who knows. To leave me thus—Oh, coward blow! Tear out my…
Passage [43]
d home and wealth—and I— Now God be merciful to me again, And send some power to strengthen me. I know That I am helped. My heart is lighter now Than it has been for weeks. My thoughts are clear, And I dare face them. Over my dead self My foot steps firmly. Now 'tis time to see My patient. Three o'clock! quite early yet, And still he sleeps. I shall not waken him. Five minutes more and 'twill be time to give The ten drops as directed. Quietly He still sleeps on. I'll kiss him once good-night. [ Turns to bed. ] ​ "Oh dearer, dearer than the ruddy drops That visit my sad heart —— —"But what?…
Passage [63]

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