I Died For Beauty written by Emily Dickinson

I am reciting this lovely Emily Dickinson poem.

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.

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[C6H12B26]

Very imaginative, indeed !

I appreciate this so strange poem.

Great thanks,

[jeana1001]

@C6H12B26 Thank you ~ from what I have read Emily Dickinson believed in the beauty that is the truth expressed in words. This poem is uplifting in a way because of the idea of having someone to share death with through the passage of time. If I recited it again I would put more emphasis on the "I" in the first line.