Afraid! Of Whom Am I Afraid?

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Afraid! Of whom am I afraid?
Not Death—for who is He?
The Porter of my Father's Lodge
As much abasheth me!

Of Life? 'Twere odd I fear [a] thing
That comprehendeth me
In one or two existences—
As Deity decree—

Of Resurrection? Is the East
Afraid to trust the Morn
With her fastidious forehead?
As soon impeach my Crown!

by Emily Dickinson

Comments (4)

...wonderful poem...and so amazing ★
I'm not afraid of anything! Love the way she says that :)
I believe that this poem is about Jesus. Death and the Father's lodge. Life and the Diety. Resurrection and the Crown. It all sounds very much like she is speaking about Jesus.
She sounds afraid of dying or someone who had died. I think in that era. Superstition was a reality and part of their life. Excellent poem.