Part Four: Time and Eternity

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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, without doubt, earned her title as one of the Masters of Literature. From the hundreds of poems she wrote throughout her life, even if she stored them secret in her desk drawer, comes the life of poetry, the spirit of art, the inspiration of writing, and the eternal aspects of Beauty and Truth.

“I died for beauty” is poem full of spiritual, artistic, and humanistic allegories which transcend time, space, and even death. Although there are many interpretations and analysis for this poem, the words contain a deeper meaning that will always reflect to the...

                   In the 1860’s, Emily Dickinson lived in physical isolation from the outside world. She remained socially active only through correspondences and letters, and read. With time, she acquired local notoriety; she dressed completely in white and she was rarely seen by her neighbors unless it was absolutely necessary. As early as 1867, she began to talk to visitors from the other side of a door rather than speaking them face to face. Austin (her old brother) and her family began to protect her privacy, deciding that she was not to be subject of discussion with outsiders. However, she used to send over small gifts of poems and flowers to visitors who came to her family’s homestead.

This is one of her most popular poems, perhaps one of the most memorable ones.
 

"I'm Nobody! Who are you?"
by Emily Dickinson

I'm Nobody! Who are you?

Are you – Nobody – too?

Then there's a pair of us!

Don't tell! they'd advertise – you know!
 

How dr...