The woman who wrote “Ragged Island” was not the darling of the New York literary world whose “candle burn[ed] at both ends,” as she once was. Millay was aging, and her speaker sheds worldly concerns such as achievement or ambition and instead seeks spiritual union. “Ragged Island” was published posthumously in 1954. Millay had died four years earlier, and this poem could be read as a desire for a peaceful death. If so, its gestures and images take on an eerie quality. Not a simple poem about the desire for unity with nature, this poem anticipates the end of life. In it, Millay composes the preferred setting for her release from earthly concerns and from her physical being.
The speaker of “Ragged Island” is exhilarated by coming close to the chosen place. The opening repetition, “There, there,” conveys her excitement. If “no wave breaks,” there is no crash of surf, thus minimal sound. Here it is “as if/ All had been done, and long ago, that needed/ Doing.” Millay knows that “cold tide” and how it moves differently here on Ragged Island’s eastern edge. She longs for that “Clean cliff going down as deep as clear water can reach.” One could read that plunge as Millay’s perception about the end of life. If so, it is chilling.
The poem could be read simply as an expression of an old truth: Spiritual unification with nature is worth seeking. In Millay’s austere “Ragged Island,” this unification comes if...
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