At the outset, Dickinson uses the imagery of a "Drop" wrestling "in the Sea" to contemplate the relationship between the individual and the universe. This single drop forgets its "own locality," much like the speaker who forgets herself in the grander context of her relationship with "Thee," presumably a divine entity or ultimate truth. The imagery of the sea and the drop subtly invokes the idea of the sublime, where one confronts the immensity and grandeur of nature, often evoking feelings of awe and insignificance. The second stanza delves into the drop's self-awareness. Despite being a "small" part of the whole, the droplet still questions the larger scheme of things. It "sighs" when contemplating that "All - is All," a phrase that encapsulates the essence of universal oneness or totality. The question "How larger - be?" reflects the droplet's - and by extension, the human's - yearning to comprehend its place in the grand design. The em dash after "small" emphasizes the weight of the droplet's pondering, despite its diminutive size. The third stanza brings in the "Ocean" as a conscious entity, which "smiles - at her Conceit." The ocean, representing a greater cosmic or divine power, finds the droplet's contemplations amusing. The droplet forgets "Amphitrite," a sea goddess in ancient Greek mythology, in her self-centered questioning, symbolizing how humans often forget the divine or cosmic forces around them. The poem concludes with the droplet's plea - "Me?" - which encapsulates the quintessential human experience of grappling with existential questions, all the while yearning for individual significance. "The Drop, that wrestles in the Sea" functions as a miniature existential drama. It illustrates how an individual's quest for understanding and significance is both dwarfed and illuminated by the surrounding cosmic immensity. Yet, it is precisely in acknowledging our smallness that we begin to approach larger, perhaps even divine, truths. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AMOUR by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON NOBODY'S LOOKIN' BUT DE OWL AND DE MOON (A NEGRO SERENADE) by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON RECESSIONAL by EDGAR LEE MASTERS NOT OURS THE VOWS by BERNARD BARTON TO MRS. THRALE [ON HER COMPLETING HER THIRTY-FIFTH YEAR] by SAMUEL JOHNSON (1709-1784) TO THE DRIVING CLOUD by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW |