On Dying

Dickinson wrote of dying.

Her moving fingers scribbled

With living breath

Her curiosities of death.

My wondering and awe just grows

That after all her questioning and worry -

Now she knows.

 

Reviews

[cheryl]

i really liked this.

[Hannah Erickson]

Many people comtemplate the end of their life without truely enjoying life itself. Death isn't something that we should get caught up in. It is a part of life just as is everything else. It is merely and event on a timeline in my eyes.

I've always been a fan of Dickinson's poetry. Her life story (and the story of her death) are quite interesting. I like the syntax of the three short and to-the-point sentences with the two lines that separate each one. They echo the abruptness of death in a way. Nice little device there.

[Nick Erickson]

That's a great epitaph - excellent.