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I heard a Fly buzz – when I died

I heard a Fly Buzz – when I died-
The Stillness in the Room
Was like the Stillness in the Air –
Between the Heaves of Storm-

The Eyes around – had wrung them dry
And Breaths were gathering firm
For the last Onset – when the King
Be witnessed – in the Room –

But the King isn’t you – empty
Relic, flashy Doom –
You owe me Your Bloom-
Stingy Frolic – I owe you
One joyFOOL Noon.

Emily Dickinson (vv.1-8) strapazzata da Carmela Moscatiello (vv.9-13)