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I felt a Funeral, in my Brain

I felt a Funeral, in my Brain

  

by Emily Dickinson

I felt a Funeral, in my Brain Versions of Reality Quotes

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Quote #4

As all the Heavens were a Bell,
And Being, but an Ear, (lines 13-14)

This poem contrasts the incredibly huge with the incredibly small. The largeness of the "Heavens" is placed beside the smallness of a human ear. We're just a tiny speck in a massive, reverberating universe. Makes you feel a bit humble, doesn't it?

Quote #5

And then a Plank in Reason, broke,
And I dropped down, and down–
And hit a World, at every plunge,
And Finished knowing–then– (lines 17-20)

We thought things couldn't possibly get bigger than the "Heavens," but now she brings in multiple "Worlds." Sounds a bit like the idea of parallel universes. She could mean something like other states of consciousness that we can't even imagine. This is a very trippy poem.

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