Which one keeps calling?

Poems by Emily Dickinson, Three Series, Complete

I measure every grief I meet against my own — when your pain has no date, what do you learn?

Leaves of Grass

Lilacs and roses piled like a tide over a coffin—what are we covering so urgently?

Pride and Prejudice

The more she sees of the world, the more dissatisfied she becomes—what two recent shocks hardened her view?

The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes

A young gentleman's body is recovered from the river with no marks and an envelope in his pocket—accident, or something more deliberate?

Jane Eyre

He envies a memory 'without blot'—what does the cost of such spotless peace say about his own life?

Leaves of Grass

standalone_clarity To mount the scaffold and face the muzzles of guns with perfect nonchalance—what holds a person steady when the world aims to break them?

Leaves of Grass

hook I am the Southerner and the Yankee, the boatman and the lawyer—how many selves can one body hold?

Jane Eyre

Leaving Thornfield means stepping into a life of strange faces and scenes—what of the self you must abandon?

Jane Eyre

Cut adrift from every connection, the glow of pride fights a sudden throb of fear—what will she do?

Jane Eyre

I was tossed on a buoyant but unquiet sea—how close could hope be yet still unreachable?

The Picture of Dorian Gray

Happiness, he insists, is possible only when you never truly love.

The Count of Monte Cristo

After ten years of war he dies sewn in his hammock off El Giglio—an oddly ordinary end to a soldier's life.

The Divine Comedy

When 'reason' is only anxious care, its syllogisms make frantic wings beat downward.

Frankenstein; Or, The Modern Prometheus

A gigantic, distorted figure leans over the coffin, a mummied hand extended—what doom does it portend?

Jane Eyre

A lonely room kept like a tomb; its sealed drawer holds the reason no one enters.