Challenging Emily Dickinson

Nature's red in tooth and claw
But we are black of heart.
There's more 'soul' in a jackal's paw
than all our works of art.
So I will kindly stop for Death
and do the gracious thing.
And with the gift of my last breath
transform to sweet
nothing.

by Anthony Weir

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ANTHONY...AS A DICKINSON ADMIRER, I THINK SHE'D RESPECT YOUR TITLED 'CHALLENGE', AS WELL AS YOUR STALWART STYLE. LIFE WOUNDS DEEP AT TIMES...HOW WE ADDRESS IT WILL USUALLY OFFER THE TELL-TALE OF AFFECTED WE WILL BE BY THESE WOUNDS. GREAT WRITE...A BIG IO FOR ANTHONY vs EMILY! '''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''' ~F. J. R.~'''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''
We can be 'black of heart, ' it's true, but tragic. At least we can sometimes rise a little above the human condition and sometimes compose beautiful poems like this one that you just wrote. Very good poem, I think.