

IN PROGRESS
Christina Rossetti
Ten years ago it seemed impossible
That she should ever grow so calm as this,
With self-remembrance in her warmest kiss
And dim dried eyes like an exhausted well.
Slow-speaking when she has some fact to tell,
Silent with long-unbroken silences,
Centred in self yet not unpleased to please,
Gravely monotonous like a passing bell.
Mindful of drudging daily common things,
Patient at pastime, patient at her work,
Wearied perhaps but strenuous certainly.
Sometimes I fancy we may one day see
Her head shoot forth seven stars from where they lurk
And her eyes lightnings and her shoulders wings.

“In Progress”, by Christina Rossetti, follows a girl undergoing a change in her life. We don’t get any information about the origin or reason for this change, but we get to follow the girl on her journey, more or less. Rossetti was a well-known poet in her time, and still is, for her articulate and passionate poems on love, devotion, and enlightenment.
Throughout this poem, while rather short, the girl goes through a set of stages over the course of ten years. At the beginning, there is an exclamation, “Ten years ago it seemed impossible that she should ever grow so calm as this.” This suggests that at that time, she might have been more careless, and not as critical of herself, others, and life. As the poem goes on, there are hints of the girl becoming more withdrawn and independent, as if she endured something that has caused her to protect the extraverted side of herself. She starts becoming viewed as “Gravely monotonous as a passing bell”, another hint of something troubling her and causing her to externalize it. Going forth, however, there is a shift in the tone when describing the woman. Instead of being depicted as distant and unresponsive to society around her, as if she were away from reality, she is described as being steadfast in her occupation, as if she has somehow overcome a little of what was troubling her in her youth. “Patient at pastime, patient at her work” is a very interesting quote, as it depicts that however tired or strained she may be– psychologically, emotionally, even physically–, she pushes through it and stays strong. Connected to this is also the usage of “wearied perhaps, but strenuous certainly”, a parallel with the previous quote as it shows that yes, she might be weary and drained, but more importantly she’s determined to stay steady. “Sometimes I fancy we may one day see/Her head shoot forth seven stars from where they lurk/And her eyes lightnings and her shoulders wings”, the poem has come to an end and we have seen the woman transition from a young girl with a carefree demeanor, to a person who has endured something and became closed, to finally a mature woman who has stepped free from that time in her life and has essentially. Whether she experienced something profound that changed her view on life, gained insight, and altered the way she composed herself, both or neither, she isn’t who she was. She is represented as a being with wings as if she has transcended her former into something greater.
Reading this poem and taking the time to deeply understand, what its true message really is, reminded me a lot of myself and how
I have changed over the course of 4 years. Between Kindergarten and Grade 8, I attended school solely in Calagry Catholic School District; I was a part of many schools. It was all fine up until Grade 6, which slowly seeped into Grade 7. I started to become disconnected from my peers, as a result of people leaving me as friends or even close friends. I didn’t know what to think, whether it was me who was at fault for that or “wrong person, wrong time”. Either way, I was alone due to this. That next year, Grade 7, was really rough, some days much more than others, but I didn’t give in to all of the negative thoughts that were in my head. Yes, people thought that I was weird and they avoided me, but I remained positive that if things were different and I met the right people, I could make those friends that have you value every second that you are living. Fast forward a year to Grade 8 and I thought that it would get worse, this feeling of dread of not being valued, but I didn’t give up hope. Lo and behold, literally on a random Tuesday in September of 2020, I got transferred to FFCA and I met the friends who I dreamed of having back in Grade 7. It was in those moments that I thanked myself for holding on, regardless of how hard it was at certain times. In a way, I have transcended my former self and have become a new version of myself, one who has the capabilities to stay strong, and who has people alongside her who make each day a little brighter. Now, all that I have to say is that the timing at which I got transferred was impeccable, and I couldn’t be more grateful than I am for that fact.
Don’t give up that dream of becoming a better version of yourself, however hard the road to get there may be. Believe that it’s possible and stay strong, it will make all the difference. We are all capable of making our own wings and lightning, I guarantee you of that.
Citations for Images
- Metamorphosis: https://www.maestralsolutions.com/m/u/2021/06/metamorphosisbutterfly-scaled-1.jpg
- Man Walking Towards The Light: https://media.istockphoto.com/photos/mysterious-man-walking-through-door-in-between-darkness-and-light-picture-id1194638215?k=6&m=1194638215&s=170667a&w=0&h=-mMYtOGghFIpgNtJRq9HQM2rJc9BelC3e9G_j9IFxzA=
- Mannequin Touching Mirror: https://veeroes.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/09/Self-Reflection.jpg
- Shadow Hearts: myself.


























