A woman stands before her wedding dress, unsure what to do with it now that the love it belonged to is gone. The dress is not just fabric; it holds the memory of walking “the lover’s way” and of fastenings drawn by her husband’s hands. She wonders whether she should wear it “in forgetfulness” on some ordinary future day, or let another, “less honoured” hand undo it at night. Both choices feel like a betrayal of what the dress once meant. The repeated questions reveal her hesitation and pain. She is caught between needing to live on and wanting to stay loyal to the past. The poem creates an intimate, uneasy mood, full of quiet grief and reluctance. The wedding dress becomes a relic of intimacy that she can neither keep as it was nor easily give away. There is no answer, only the ache of remembering.
Remembrance — Summary
What shall I do with my marriage dress? In which I walked the lover's way? Shall I wear it in forgetfulness. Through a less honoured day?
Shall fastenings he has drawn for his delight, Be loosed by a less honoured hand, at night?