Emily Dickinson

(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886 / Amherst / Massachusetts)

Do People Moulder Equally - Poem by Emily Dickinson

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Do People moulder equally,
They bury, in the Grave?
I do believe a Species
As positively live

As I, who testify it
Deny that I—am dead—
And fill my Lungs, for Witness—
From Tanks—above my Head—

I say to you, said Jesus—
That there be standing here—
A Sort, that shall not taste of Death—
If Jesus was sincere—

I need no further Argue—
That statement of the Lord
Is not a controvertible—
He told me, Death was dead—


Comments about Do People Moulder Equally by Emily Dickinson

  • Gold Star - 15,578 Points John Westlake (10/18/2014 3:07:00 AM)

    All people do rot equally, both rich and poor alike. (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 15,578 Points John Westlake (10/18/2014 3:07:00 AM)

    All people do rot equally, both rich and poor alike. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003



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