Hazel shares with Augustus the Emily Dickinson poem where Peter Van Houten had found the title of his book. Read the poem. Expla
in how the line and the poem, itself, represents Van Houten’s book: There's a certain slant of light,
On winter afternoons, That oppresses, like the weight
Of cathedral tunes.
Heavenly hurt it gives us;
We can find no scar,
But internal difference
Where the meanings are.
None may teach it anything,
'Tis the seal, despair,-
An imperial affliction
Sent us of the air.
When it comes, the landscape listens,
Shadows hold their breath;
When it goes,'tis like the distance
On the look of death.
