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27 May: "I DIED for beauty, but was scarce" by Emily Dickinson

DIED for beauty, but was scarce
Adjusted in the tomb,
When one who died for truth was lain
In an adjoining room.
  
He questioned softly why I failed?        
“For beauty,” I replied.
“And I for truth,—the two are one;
We brethren are,” he said.
  
And so, as kinsmen met a night,
We talked between the rooms,        
Until the moss had reached our lips,
And covered up our names.

1 comment:

  1. I search out these parallels in the way we live our lives. The more I study, the more pathways I find. The more people I meet- the more beauty and destruction I find. I love that she uses the past tense of verbs to describe the present tense of her life. Always viewing the end to symbolize the present, Dickinson becomes a master at reworking her visions into the philosophy of every day life.

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