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Death Waits II

from Death Waits II: The Writers by Art Schop

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“Because I could not stop for Death —
“He kindly stopped for me — ”
The words send a shiver down one’s spine. Emily Dickinson wrote without an audience (for the most part), without — much — encouragement, without limit, and without censor. Most of what she wrote languished unseen until after her death. She captured the mundane and soaring impressions of a quiet life in Amherst, Massachusetts, with an eye and voice that let them sparkle darkly.
Death Waits II (the song) draws from her life and her poems “Because I could not stop for Death,” and “A Route of Evanescence.”

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I remain — your patient servant, ever ready to oblige, with a grizzly turn of fate, to yield some slow or fast demise, whether by natural cause or by mischief — Your wish is mine
(Every blossom on the bush)
I confess — to some annoyance, that in obscurity you hide, fear you not I will defend you, when the critics swoop and chide, for they do not know as I do that you will rise
Every blossom on the bush, adjusts its tumbled head, as we pass by
Flurried signals in the dust, as we pass by
Don’t stir again your yellow eye toward the morning’s crest
like loaded gun — your work is done; ‘tis better now to rest
So at last — we ride together — just we two and what will come, slowly past the scampering children — their lessons scarcely done
toward the sweeping house with mound for cornice, bound for Eternity, not for Tunis
The centuries to while away, as if there passed instead — but another day
Every blossom on the bush, adjusts its tumbled head, as we pass by
Flurried signals from the dust, disturb the morning’s breath, as we pass by

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from Death Waits II: The Writers, released March 12, 2019

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