The Bustle in a House by Emily Dickinson
I think this is the last Emily Dickinson poem I have in my file. I’ll have to find some more.
The Bustle in a House
By Emily Dickinson
The Bustle in a House
The Morning after Death
Is solemnest of industries
Enacted upon Earth—
The Sweeping up the Heart
And putting Love away
We shall not want to use again
Until Eternity.
