Daily Poetry Readings

Part 335 of a daily series of readings of his favourite poetry by Dr Iain McGilchrist, author of The Master and His Emissary. Today's poem is One Crucifixion by Emily Dickinson.
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~ One Crucifixion by Emily Dickinson ~
One Crucifixion is recorded-only-
How many be
Is not affirmed of Mathematics-
Or History-
One Calvary-exhibited to Stranger-
As many be
As persons-or Peninsulas-
Gethsemane-
Is but a Province-in the Being's Centre-
Judea-
For Journey-or Crusade's Achieving-
Too near-
Our Lord-indeed-made Compound Witness-
And yet-
There's newer-nearer Crucifixion
Than That-

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In Iowa In Iowa once, among the Mennonites In a slathering blizzard, conveyed all afternoon Through sleet-glit pelting hard against the windscreen And a wiper's strong absolving slumps and fits, I saw, abandoned in the open gap Of a field where wilted corn stalks flagged the snow, A mowing machine. Snow brimmed its iron seat, Heaped each spoked wheel with a thick white brow And took the shine off oil in the black-toothed gears, Verily I came forth from that wilderness As one unbaptized who had known darkness At the third hour and the veil in tatters. In Iowa once. In the slush and rush and hiss Not of parted but as of rising waters. Seamus Heaney