Because I could not stop for Death --.
The Carriage held but just Ourselves --.
We passed the School, where Children strove.
At Recess -- In the Ring --.
We passed the Fields of Grazing Grain --.
We passed the Setting Sun --.
Or rather -- He passed Us --.
The Dews drew quivering and chill --.
For only Gossamer, my Gown --.
My Tippet -- only Tulle --.
We paused before a House that seemed.
A Swelling of the Ground --.
The Roof was scarcely visible --.
The Cornice -- in the Ground --.
Since then -- 'tis Centuries -- and yet.
Feels shorter than the Day.
I first surmised the Horse's Heads.
Were toward Eternity --.
I Heard A Fly Buzz When I Die.
I heard a Fly buzz -- when I died --.
The Stillness in the Room.
Was like the Stillness in the Air --.
Between the Heaves of Storm --.
The Eyes around -- had wrung them dry --.
And Breaths were gathering firm.
For that last Onset -- when the King.
Be witnessed -- in the Room --.
I willed my Keepsakes -- signed away.
What portion of me be.
Assignable -- and then it was.
There interposed a Fly --.
With Blue -- uncertain stumbling Buzz --.
Between the light -- and me --.
And then the Windows failed -- and then.
I could not see to see --.
I Felt A Funeral In My Brain.
I felt a funeral in my brain, .
And mourners, to and fro, .
Kept treading -- treading -- till it seemed .
That sense was breaking through -- .
And when they all were seated, .
A service like a drum -- .
Kept beating -- beating -- till I thought .
My mind was going numb --.
And then I heard them lift a box, .
And creak across my soul .
With those same boots of lead, again. .
Then space -- began to toll .
As all the heavens were a bell, .
And being, but an ear, .
And I and Silence some strange Race .
Wrecked, solitary, here --.
And then a Plank in Reason, broke,.
And I dropped down, and down --.
And hit a World, at every plunge,.
And Finished knowing -- then --.
Death Leaves Us Without Any Sense Of Control.
Three of Emily Dickinson’s poems, “Because I Could Not Stop For.
Death”, “I Heard A Fly Buzz When I Die”, and “I Felt A Funeral In My.