Grim Poetry

The poem written by Dickinson really have a grim feeling to it. When looking at "Because I Could Not Stop for Death" she refers to an unnamed man, who we know to be Death. She seems to be eagar to die and to be whist away for all eternity to a place. Is it heaven or hell? This could be a poem about a suicide. Some of you may doubt it....but remember Ms. Dickinson's track record for being depressed. I was interested in this poem, but at the same time feel sorry for how she must have felt. Maybe this is how we all feel sometimes and what to be "toward Eternity"