Because I could not stop for Death - A poem by Emily Dickinson 

⏳ This poem by Emily Dickinson could have millions of interpretations; I decided to see it like a trip to the past while you're about to die. That's why I chose to turn it into a hypothetical road trip. I know it is a strange metaphor, but those are the first images that came to my mind when I read the poem for the first time. Hope you enjoyed it!
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⏳ Some Emily Dickinson’s Books:
📔 The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson
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📔 Open Me Carefully: Dickinson's Intimate Letters to Susan Huntington Dickinson
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📔Envelope Poems
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📔The Collected Poems of Emily Dickinson
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📔Hope Is the Thing with Feathers (Petite Poems)
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📔The Essential Emily Dickinson
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📔Emily Dickinson's Gardening Life: The Plants and Places That Inspired the Iconic Poet
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📔The Illustrated Emily Dickinson: 25 Essential Poems
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⏳ Narrator
Tom O'bedlam
⏳ Music
Findings by August Wilhelmsson
⏳ Poem
Because I could not stop for Death
By Emily Dickinson
Because I could not stop for Death -
He kindly stopped for me -
The Carriage held but just Ourselves -
And Immortality.
We slowly drove - He knew no haste
And I had put away
My labor and my leisure too,
For His Civility -
We passed the School, where Children strove
At Recess - in the Ring -
We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain -
We passed the Setting Sun -
Or rather - He passed Us -
The Dews drew quivering and Chill -
For only Gossamer, my Gown -
My Tippet - only Tulle -
We paused before a House that seemed
A Swelling of the Ground -
The Roof was scarcely visible -
The Cornice - in the Ground -
Since then - 'tis Centuries - and yet
Feels shorter than the Day
I first surmised the Horses' Heads
Were toward Eternity -

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