Emily Dickinson (Video)

  • Hi, my name is Carrie Moulder,
  • and I am the marketing
  • and communications
  • specialist at the Tulane
  • University School of Social Work.
  • And I am reading a poem
  • from Emily Dickinson
  • in honor of National Poetry Month.
  • 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 played
  • At Wrestling — in a Ring —
  • We passed the Fields
  • of Gazing Grain —
  • We passed the Setting Sun —
  • We paused before a House that seemed
  • A Swelling of the Ground —
  • The Roof was scarcely visible —
  • the Cornice,
  • but a Mound —
  • Since then — 'tis Centuries — but each
  • Feels shorter than the Day
  • I first surmised the Horses' Heads
  • Were toward Eternity —