Emily Dickinson

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

To make One's Toilette—after Death


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To make One's Toilette—after Death
Has made the Toilette cool
Of only Taste we cared to please
Is difficult, and still—

That's easier—than Braid the Hair—
And make the Bodice gay—
When eyes that fondled it are wrenched
By Decalogues—away—

Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

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