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Poetry Thursday. “Two Ghosts Converse”, by Emily Dickinson

Cheerful, healthy All Hallow’s Eve to all!


“Two Ghosts Converse” 

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 at night,
We talked between the rooms,
Until the moss had reached our lips,
And covered up our names.

~ Emily Dickinson 

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