Comment 3 of 3, added on June 15th, 2010 at 6:37 PM.
When people I love die, I mourn sadly in confusion. Saints a century ago
frumpo from United States
Comment 2 of 3, added on November 4th, 2005 at 12:15 PM.
i think this poem rolls hard
dude van joe
Comment 1 of 3, added on November 9th, 2004 at 9:55 PM.
I love how this poem portrays the pain that Dickinson felt due to her
recluse like lifestyle. and how she longed to be free of it.
from United States