I died for beauty…

A friend was talking about a book he’s working on right now about Emily Dickinson….it’s amazing how little I know about a poet whose work I love so much. At any rate…it’s got me on a Dickinson kick…and I ran across this one for us to ponder today:

 

 

I died for beauty, but was scarce

adjusted in the tomb

When one who died for truth was lain

in an adjoining room.

 

He questioned softly why I failed?

“For beauty,” I replied.

“And I for truth, -the two are one;

We brethren are,” he said.

 

And so, as kinsmen met a night,

We talked between the rooms,

Until the moss had reached our lips

And covered up our names.

-emily dickinson

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