{"id":380,"date":"2021-12-08T19:55:12","date_gmt":"2021-12-09T00:55:12","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/digitalmethodsforthehumanities\/?page_id=380"},"modified":"2021-12-14T14:01:30","modified_gmt":"2021-12-14T19:01:30","slug":"emily-dickinson-poem","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/digitalmethodsforthehumanities\/digital-editions\/i-felt-a-funeral-in-my-brain\/emily-dickinson-poem\/","title":{"rendered":"I felt a Funeral, in my Brain"},"content":{"rendered":"<div>I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,<\/div>\n<div>And Mourners to and fro<\/div>\n<div>Kept treading &#8211; treading &#8211; till it seemed<\/div>\n<div>That Sense was breaking through &#8211;<\/div>\n<\/p>\n<div>And when they all were seated,<\/div>\n<div>A Service, like a Drum &#8211;<\/div>\n<div>Kept beating &#8211; beating &#8211; till I thought<\/div>\n<div>My mind was going numb &#8211;<\/div>\n<\/p>\n<div>And then I heard them lift a Box<\/div>\n<div>And creak across my Soul<\/div>\n<div>With those same Boots of Lead, again,<\/div>\n<div>Then Space &#8211; began to toll,<\/div>\n<\/p>\n<div>As all the Heavens were a Bell,<\/div>\n<div>And Being, but an Ear,<\/div>\n<div>And I, and Silence, some strange Race,<\/div>\n<div>Wrecked, solitary, here &#8211;<\/div>\n<\/p>\n<div>And then a Plank in Reason, broke,<\/div>\n<div>And I dropped down, and down &#8211;<\/div>\n<div>And hit a World, at every plunge,<\/div>\n<div>And Finished knowing &#8211; then &#8211;<\/div>\n<\/p>\n<div><a href=\"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/digitalmethodsforthehumanities\/digital-editions\/i-felt-a-funeral-in-my-brain\/emily-dickinson-poem-annotation\/\">More on Annotations<\/a><\/div>\n<div><a href=\"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/digitalmethodsforthehumanities\/digital-editions\/i-felt-a-funeral-in-my-brain\/\">Homepage<\/a><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I felt a Funeral, in my Brain, And Mourners to and fro Kept treading &#8211; treading &#8211; till it seemed That Sense was breaking through &#8211; And when they all were seated, A Service, like a Drum &#8211; Kept beating &#8211; beating &#8211; till I thought My mind was going numb &#8211; And then I &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/digitalmethodsforthehumanities\/digital-editions\/i-felt-a-funeral-in-my-brain\/emily-dickinson-poem\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">I felt a Funeral, in my Brain<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4450,"featured_media":0,"parent":262,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-380","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/digitalmethodsforthehumanities\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/380","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/digitalmethodsforthehumanities\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/digitalmethodsforthehumanities\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/digitalmethodsforthehumanities\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4450"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/digitalmethodsforthehumanities\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=380"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/digitalmethodsforthehumanities\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/380\/revisions"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/digitalmethodsforthehumanities\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/262"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.dickinson.edu\/digitalmethodsforthehumanities\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=380"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}