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Lyric Poem · Death & Loss

Do People moulder equally

by Emily Dickinson

Do People moulder equally,

They bury, in the Grave?

I do believe a Species

As positively live

As I, who testify it

Deny that I — am dead —

And fill my Lungs, for Witness —

From Tanks — above my Head —

I say to you, said Jesus —

That there be standing here —

A Sort, that shall not taste of Death —

If Jesus was sincere —

I need no further Argue —

That statement of the Lord

Is not a controvertible —

He told me, Death was dead —

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Poem
Do People moulder equally
Poet
Emily Dickinson
Length
16 lines
Form
Lyric Poem
Themes
Death & Loss

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16 lines · 4 quatrains
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Emily Dickinson1830–1886
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PoetryDBDo People moulder equally by emily-dickinson, PoetryDB transcription
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Full text · United States · reviewed 2026-07-18
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