Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, RETROSPECT, by EMILY DICKINSON


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First Line: Twas just this time last year I died
Last Line: Themselves should come to me.
Variant Title(s): Poem: 445;poem: 344
Subject(s): Death; Dead, The


'T was just this time last year I died.
I know I heard the corn,
When I was carried by the farms, --
It had the tassels on.
.
I thought how yellow it would look
When Richard went to mill;
And then I wanted to get out,
But something held my will.
.
I thought just how red apples wedged
The stubble's joints between;
And carts went stooping round the fields
To take the pumpkins in.
.
I wondered which would miss me least,
And when Thanksgiving came,
If father'd multiply the plates
To make an even sum.
.
And if my stocking hung too high,
Would it blur the Christmas glee,
That not a Santa Claus coud reach
The altitude of me?
.
But this sort grieved myself, and so
I thought how it would be
When just this time, some perfect year,
Themselves should come to me.




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