• Iconic Mannequin
The Beauty of being beautiful - is it a curse or blessing?

    Zip´s Poetry series; Epic & Iconic

    19 June 2013

    WE BRING BACK THE CULTURE OF CLASSIC AND CONTEMPORARY POETRY.

    Poetry feeds your mind, inspires, educates and gives your mind wings to fly.

    A Poem by Emily Dickinson

    I died for Beauty

    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,--the two are one;
    We brethren are," he said.

    And so, as kinsmen met a night,
    We talked between the rooms,
    Until the moss had reached our lips,
    And covered up our names.


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