"After great pain, a formal feeling comes – (372)"

We will be taking a look at Emily Dickinson's poem "After great pain, a formal feeling comes "

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poets/emily-dickinson

After great pain, a formal feeling comes

After great pain, a formal feeling comes –

The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs –

The stiff Heart questions ‘was it He, that bore,’

And ‘Yesterday, or Centuries before’?

The Feet, mechanical, go round –

A Wooden way

Of Ground, or Air, or Ought –

Regardless grown,

A Quartz contentment, like a stone –

This is the Hour of Lead –

Remembered, if outlived,

As Freezing persons, recollect the Snow –

First – Chill – then Stupor – then the letting go –