Poem 9

I read "I felt a Funeral, in my Brain" by Emily Dickinson.

She described very vividly her feelings while she imagined a funeral in her brain. It was a total mixup of times in my mind because I was reading her english which i felt was from the 1800s, but her vision and description was, in my mind, more from the 1960s and '70s. It was an odd mix and reminded me of part of a Doors song called "Celebration of the Lizard." I enjoyed it very much.