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Let's dissect my favorite poem -

Emily Dickinson - I felt a funeral, in my brain

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 -

Some Questions:

-Why do almost all of Dickinson's poems lack a title?

-What does the repetition of the word "and" at most sentence beginnings do to the meaning/tone of the poem?

-What is the significance of a funeral to the speaker of this poem?

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