A POEM BY EMILY

The night is darkening round me,

The wild winds coldly blow;

But a tyrant spell has bound me

And I cannot, cannot go.

The giant trees are bending

Their bare boughs weighed with snow.

And the storm is fast descending,

And yet I cannot go.

Clouds beyond clouds above me,

Wastes beyond wastes below;

But nothing drear can move me;

I will not, cannot go.

Spellbound by Emily Brontë

Emily Jane Brontë (July 30th, 1818 to December 19th, 1848), was an English novelist and poet who is best known for her only novel "Wuthering Heights", now considered a classic of English literature. She also published a book of poetry with her sisters, Charlotte and Ann, titled Poems by Currer, Ellis and Acton Bell, with her own poems finding regard as poetic genius. Emily was the second-youngest of the four surviving Brontë siblings, between the youngest Ann and her brother Branwell. She published under the pen name Ellis Bell.

In her comment Ginny, our blogging friend from Let Your Light Shine, mentioned that she looked up the meaning of this poem. Thank you Ginny, I took a look myself and found it very interesting.  If you click on this link it will give you an interesting interpretation.