Reflection on A Funeral in My Brain

       In Mr. Rease class we analyzed a poem by Emily Dickinson. The poem was called A Funeral in My Brain. My class and I already did this for homework to see where we stand in characterization, structure, and finding uses of literary analysis. When we finished analyzing the poem, Mr. Rease asked us about the themes that we came up with, how we got the structure, and what was the characterization of the speaker. After analyzing this poem, I can now describe the structure of the poem and how it emphasizes or adds emotion to the poem.

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