Monday

"Because I Could Not Stop for Death" by Emily Dickinson

Because I could not stop for Death—
He kindly stopped for me—
The Carriage held but just Ourselves—
And Immortality.

We slowly drove—He knew no haste
And I had put away
My labor and my leisure too,
For His Civility—

We passed the School, where Children strove
At Recess—in the Ring—
We passed the fields of Gazing 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 Horses' Heads
Were toward Eternity—

This is one of my favorite poems by Emily Dickinson. I'm sure it can be interpreted in many different ways, sometimes I think that famous poets didn't even know what they ment to write about, they just made it so obtuse and let us readers come up with something meaningful about their poetry. But in this case, I really do think that Emily Dickinson wanted to convey an insighful meaning. I think this poem represents immortality. The narrator is talking about her peaceful journey alongside death, just like they are equals. When it talks about children playing, the narrator could be having flashbacks of her childhood and at the end, she mentions eternity, which to me, is like the end of her life. My favorite line in this poem was "Because I could not stop for Death—He kindly stopped for me—" because it personifies death and makes it sound as if death is an equal to us all.

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