Emily Dickinson entered her room with Maggie, pretends to lock the door and says: "Maggie, here is freedom"
While reading Emily Dickinson's poems, I could only think about a miserable, lonely, weak woman... 'I felt a Funeral, in my Brain' made me feel the saddest person in the world and that non-ending ending was just disturbing, exhausting, scary; this poem kept me thinking some minutes about life, my life, the life of everyone I love.Loners can sometimes create the most sublime works of art. I take my hat off.
Reading Emily Dickinson is amazingly personal for me, like I'm right there in that room with her. Fortunately, not all of her poems are quite as depressing as this funeral poem!
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