Emily Dicksons poetic expression death is morbid and choking. Compose and analyze a number of poems; (258) Theres a certain Slant of light, ( 449) I died for Beauty but was scarce, (465) I heard a Fly buzz -when I died, (640) I cannot live with You and (712) Because I could not stop for Death and answer this question: How would a 21st century reader view these poems differently than a Victorian one? (600-800 words) Theres a certain Slant of light (258)Winter AfternoonsThat oppresses, like the HeftOf Cathedral TunesHeavenly Hurt, it gives usWe can find no scar,But internal difference,Where the Meanings, areNone may teach itAnyTis the Seal DespairAn imperial afflictionSent us of the airWhen it comes, the Landscape listensShadowshold their breathWhen it goes, tis like the DistanceOn the look of DeathI died for Beauty but was scarce (449)I died for Beautybut was scarceAdjusted in the tombWhen One who died for Truth, was lainIn an adjoing RoomHe questioned softly Why I failed?For Beauty, I repliedAnd Ifor truthThemself are OneWe Brethren, are, He saidAnd so, as Kinsmen, met a NightWe talked between the RoomsUntil the Moss had reached our lipsAnd covered upour namesI heard a Fly buzz when I died The Stillness in the RoomWas like the Stillness in the Air Between the Heaves of Storm The Eyes around had wrung them dry And Breaths were gathering firmFor that last Onset when the KingBe witnessed in the Room I willed my Keepsakes Signed awayWhat portions of me beAssignable and then it wasThere interposed a Fly With Blue uncertain stumbling Buzz Between the light and me And then the Windows failed and thenI could not see to see See more at: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15393#sthash.4MCd9x67.dpufI heard a Fly buzz when I died The Stillness in the RoomWas like the Stillness in the Air Between the Heaves of Storm The Eyes around had wrung them dry And Breaths were gathering firmFor that last Onset when the KingBe witnessed in the Room I willed my Keepsakes Signed awayWhat portions of me beAssignable and then it wasThere interposed a Fly With Blue uncertain stumbling Buzz Between the light and me And then the Windows failed and thenI could not see to see See more at: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15393#sthash.4MCd9x67.dpufI heard a Fly buzz when I died The Stillness in the RoomWas like the Stillness in the Air Between the Heaves of Storm The Eyes around had wrung them dry And Breaths were gathering firmFor that last Onset when the KingBe witnessed in the Room I willed my Keepsakes Signed awayWhat portions of me beAssignable and then it wasThere interposed a Fly With Blue uncertain stumbling Buzz Between the light and me And then the Windows failed and thenI could not see to see See more at: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15393#sthash.4MCd9x67.dpufThe other three poems can be found on the internet. I heard a Fly buzz when I died 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 See more at: http://www.poets.org/viewmedia.php/prmMID/15393#sthash.4MCd9x67.dpuf
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