Dickinson’s poem: “Because I could not stop for Death”

Emily Dickinsons poem Because I could not stop for Death is her personal institute on the mystical relationship amidst life and death. She addresses death from a roundwhat cynical and genuinely unique point of eyeshot, using all(a)egory and symbolic imagery to relay her main point, which is that eternity exists here on earth. To get to this point she contrasts the relationship between eternity and the present, and she poeticizes her personal assumptions pertaining to the afterlife. In the first two lines of her poem, she personifies death as a tall phantom and civil man, whose flattering kindness causes her to be swept away.This is most ostensibly enforced through lines 6-8 when Dickenson says, And I had put away/ My labor and my unemployed too/ For His Civility- (Dickenson, 6-8). Here it is easily identified to the reader that Dickenson feels no nemesis from death and she is even slightly honored to be in his company. The derision of this statement proposes that death is possibly a casual and antiquated bulge out of life, and not as vile or harsh as some of the many methods through which we go about achieving it. A major composition used in the poem is the aspect of m.The contrast between the episodic and haste-full rush of the present with the open-ended nature of eternity is the main revolve about of the work, and the force that drives it. It can be seen throughout the poem in duple ways. This contrasted relationship between the present and eternity is first initiated with the opening line, Because I could not stop for Death-/He kindly stopped for me- (Dickenson, 1&2). This idea is further used when Dickenson refers to immortality being in the posture with her, and then when she says, We belatedly drove- He knew no haste (Dickenson, 5).Deaths inclination to drive the carriage slowly is most likely due to the idea that time has no nub in the hereafter. Time on earth is measured by the sun, but this time frame does not apply to death, nor to Dickenson anymore instantly that she is dead. Her recognition of this fact is another pinnacle point of contrast between the present and eternity. She even acknowledges this value of the sun to signify time when she says, We passed the panorama Sun- / Or rather- He passed Us- (Dickenson, 12 & 13).Once she passes the sun, and the sun passes her, their relationship no seven-day has a bearing on her existence. From this signification on in the poem, all of Dickinsons verses represent her personal assumption of the afterlife, and these lines attempt to find meaning in the unknown. As Dickinson settles into the reality of her own death, she uses phrases like Dews drew shakiness and chill- (Dickenson, 14), and terms like Gossamer and Tulle referring to the thickness of her clothing, to point out that it is very cold where she is going and she failed to prep ar for the trip.This is a very ironic stamp considering that one main premise of this poem is that death is unexpected and w aits for no ones schedule to be clear. Dickinson then likens her soon to be grave to that of a house, which she says looks like the swelling of the ground (Dickinson, 18). Before she comes to her nett realization, Dickinson makes her very last comparison to time and eternity when she says, Since then tis Centuries and hitherto / Feels shorter than the Day (Dickenson, 20 & 21).Here she identifies that she no longer has the same concept of time, as when she was living. This corresponds with her last two lines and her realization that all along immortality had been right beside her. She realizes this through recognizing that the horses heads were facing eternity. I took this as another way of saying time is ever-changing and moving forward and like the children she sees playing, and all of the other surroundings, we are among this endless stream as well.In sum, Dickinsons poem Because I could not stop for Death, becomes a critique on the way most view life. Few are given the possib ility to know the exact moment of their death. Dickenson acknowledges this fact and turns it into a very mystical about entrance into the afterlife. With no more than 24 lines she tells a very saying tale, and where most stories vex with one living and then dying, her begins with her death and ends with her finding the truth fag end immortality. This poem is a fable for the living.