
BECAUSE I COULD NOT STOP FOR DEATH ~BY EMILY DICKINSON
The Chariot [ Because I could not stop for Death ]
Because I could not stop for Death,
He kindly stopped for me;
The Chariot [ Because I could not stop for Death ]
Because I could not stop for Death,
He kindly stopped for me;
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
Give Me Gillberty Of Give Me Life: It Would Will Be ©2025 Theresa Nemeth (Its Me Martel) Critique Note: About My Doing Because The Happenstance Of My Entrapment Was Due To The Circumstance Led On By The Happenstance Of An Old Joke In God School From The 3rd Era – Which Never Ended Until Today –…
INCIDENT Once riding in old Baltimore,Heart-filled, head-filled with glee;I saw a BaltimoreanKeep looking straight at me. Now I was eight and very small,And he was no whit bigger,And so I smiled, but he poked outHis tongue, and called me, “Nigger.” I saw the whole of BaltimoreFrom May until December;Of all the things that happened thereThat’s…
Sunset and evening star,
And one clear call for me!
I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times…
I remember the night my mother
was stung by a scorpion. Ten hours
of steady rain had driven him
This is a word we use to plug
holes with. It’s the right size for those warm
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
You will hear thunder and remember me,
And think: she wanted storms.