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I felt a Funeral, in my Brain: A Poem by Emily Dickinson

I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,

And Mourners to and fro

Kept treading - treading - till it seemed

That Sense was breaking through -

And when they all were seated,

A Service, like a Drum -

Kept beating - beating - till I thought

My mind was going numb -

And then I heard them lift a Box

And creak across my Soul

With those same Boots of Lead, again,

Then Space - began to toll,

As all the Heavens were a Bell,

And Being, but an Ear,

And I, and Silence, some strange Race,

Wrecked, solitary, here -

And then a Plank in Reason, broke,

And I dropped down, and down -

And hit a World, at every plunge,

And Finished knowing - then -

Emily Dickinson

(1830-1876)

(Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) is widely recognized as one of America's greatest poets. She wrote more than 1,800 poems, exploring themes like, death and mortality, nature, love and relationships, spirituality and faith, life's struggles, and inner life. Most of her poems were published after her death. Her poetry is characterized by unconventional structure and punctuation, symbolism, imagery and enigmatic and open-ended meanings.

Emily Dickinson's poem "I felt a Funeral, in my Brain" uses vivid, funeral-related imagery to depict the speaker's mental breakdown, emotional pain and her deteriorating rational thinking and emotional stability. The speaker's sense of self is also disintegrating. The poem also highlights the speaker's feelings of isolatation and disconnection.

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