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February 08, 2006
"Because I Could Not Stop For Death"
I've read this before and have gotten used to Dickinson's obsession with death. It reminds me of "A Christmas Carol" when she goes past a school, revisiting her childhood. It also reminds me that when people die, they say right before that they are seeing their lives flash before them. I like how she compares Death to a lover. Seductive, slow, and torturous. Most people wish for a fast, painless death. Others want to know way beforehand so that they have time to do everything that they want to and say their good-byes. How do you guys want to die (sorry to sound psycho? I think that we should live our lives in whatever way we want, because we could wake up tomorrow and it will be that last day.
Posted by ErinWaite at February 8, 2006 11:23 AM