A Coffin—is a small Domain,
Yet able to contain
A Citizen of Paradise
In it diminished Plane.
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A Coffin—is a small Domain, Yet able to contain A Citizen of Paradise...A grave is identified through emotional perception. This poem is very brilliantly and excellently penned.
................................ Outline without relief- Or estimate - or stop Emily Dickinson has great humor with a tinge of irony - I really like her poems very much, they are oft quirky. Congratulations being chosen as The Classic Poem Of The Day! Hooray! 5 Stars Full Vote!
Not that thing is expressed, Claustrophobia is known, Fear of " being devoured" instead of blessed, There is no end, each head, its sentence, To everyone, just, is their proper essence.
Beautiful poem... nice projecion.. clear 10 We- One family Friday,20th November 2020 such life we desire and always admire where there is no slight doubt when we talk about one big family Dr Jadia Hasmukh
Beautiful poem. The One who populates the land and the sea and gives us ample space to venture, at the end confines us to a six feet grave. And yet till end of life we behave like the owner and governor of this universe.
A Grave—is a restricted Breadth— Yet ampler than the Sun— And all the Seas He populates And Lands He looks upon A Vision and view.
To Him who on its small Repose Bestows a single Friend— Circumference without Relief— Or Estimate—or End—/// yeah a coffin - is a small domain; but ampler than the Sun for the corpse! - this poem has deep meaning on the death, corpse, grave and coffin
I am a non native English speaker, Yet this poem resembles a very fluent Persian poem this is the skill, the sense and the Delicacy, this is the Art.
this is a brilliant poem, Emily at her best is ever a wondrous delight, I love how the beauty of the first stanza end line themes run into the concepts Domain contain Paradise Plane, then with finality is further confined at the begining of the second stanza with the death nail line 'A Grave —is a restricted Breadth—', before immediately expanding again with death being 'Yet ampler than the sun—'. Yes the sun populates all Seas and Lands, and after Emily reminds us that vast spaces death encloses, she finishes in a final stana with death confined to a personal level of suffering without relief or relent, a friend confined in death is confined without end. A brilliant poem 10+++
Very enlightening. I came into this poem not sure what I would get, but loved the way the poet gives us ideas about the last abode of man.
I don't get it. Judging by others comments, they don't either.
Beautiful comparison on coffin and grave has been done. The last stanza is most meaningful... To Him who on its small Repose Bestows a single Friend— Circumference without Relief— Or Estimate—or End—
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