like a ghostly murmur in our ear, both plea and prayer. Yet each time we hear the word "remember," its meaning subtly changes, taking us through the difficult path of memory, pain, love, loss and renewal. The poem begins with the stark fact of physical absence. Rossetti imagines herself "gone away,/ Gone far away into the silent land" With its sonorous 'o' sound, the word "gone" tolls like a funeral bell.
from Christopher Nield: The Epoch Times: The Antidote--Classic Poetry for Modern Life: A Reading of 'Remember' by Christina Rossetti
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