Dickinson-
A common theme I noticed in her poetry was death.
Poem #465-
This poem seems to be about what happened in the room when "she" died. "When I died"
She talks about a fly in the room that starts to "eat" her dead body after death.
-"What portion of me be assignable- and then it was there interposed a fly"
Poem #519
Death of someone close to her?
"Twas wrm- at first- like us-
until there crept upon
a chill- like frost upon a glass-"
Talks about someone dying, going cold.
"The fingers grew cold"
"The busy eyes-congealed"
Poem #712
In this poem she talks about how death came after her, unavoidable and the journey she went on with death. Death is given a personality.
"Because I could not stop for Death-
He kindly stopped for me"
"we slowly drove- HE knew no haste"
"For HIS civility"
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