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Because I Could Not Stop For Death…

               

                Emily Dickinson tells of her last moments before death and how she is taking away as if nothing is wrong. She tells of death as a person and how he stops for her in a carriage. He then takes her to the places she grew up and she goes back in time remembering the moments she spent at this school. As they drove on she thought more and more about where they were headed. Then a roof of a house in the ground appears to her and she wonders and figures out that this is her time to die. The moments spent on earth are great but death can be greater if you let nature take you.

               

                This poem was very interesting to me because I never thought of death being so calm and relaxing. The ways she describes death is more of something you would look forward too. I mean I don’t know of many people who are actually looking forward to death as a good thing. She has a great way of making her poems sound beautiful on a most disturbing topic.  “Since then tis Centuries and yet Feels shorter than the Day I first surmised the Horses’ Heads Were toward Eternity..” I really believe that death should not be fear because it is a part of nature we must all go through sooner or later.