Dickinson and Denver

In honor of the recently deceased Bob Denver and the great poet, Emily Dickinson, I post the following, with a nod to BQuinnan of Catholic Answers Forum.

Did you know that the tune to Gilligan's Island can be used to sing almost any Emily Dickinson poem? Try it!

"Because I could not stop for Death,
He kindly stopped for me;
The carriage held but just ourselves
And Immortality.

We slowly drove, he knew no haste,
And I had put away
My labor, and my leisure too,
For his civility."

I know, I know! A great way to ruin a perfectly good poem! I couldn't resist, though! Here's another:

I died for beauty but was scarce
adjusted in the tomb,
when one who died for truth was lain
in an adjoining room.

He questioned softly why I failed.
"For beauty," I replied.
"And I for truth. Themselves are one.
We brethren are," he said.

And so as kinsman met a night
and talked between the rooms,
until the moss had reached our lips
and covered up our names.

Now that I've forever ruined Emily Dickinson for you, I suggest TRYING to read her poetry without the Gilliganian accompaniment--her stuff is really cool!