What I remember doing in my English Literature class!!

          In Mr. Rease’s class, we were put into groups to analyze more of Emily Dickinson’s poems. We were each assigned a specific poem. The one my group was assigned was “I didn’t stop for death”. I really enjoyed this poem. After we analyzed our poems, two groups presented their analysis.

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