Perhaps you think me stooping
I’m not ashamed of that
Christ — stooped until He touched the Grave —
Do those at Sacrament
Commemorative Dishonor
Or love annealed of love
Until it bend as low as Death
Redignified, above?
Perhaps you think me stooping
Analysis, meaning and summary of Emily Dickinson's poem Perhaps you think me stooping
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