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My Life Closed TwiceMy life closed twice before its close;It yet remains to seeIf Immortality unveilA third event to me,So huge, so hopeless to conceive,As these that twice befell.Parting is all we know of heaven,And all we need of hell.
This paper presents speculations on the imagistic role the number two plays in contributing to the feeling of anguish characterizing Dickinson's poem “My Life Closed Twice.”