Death is a common theme in many poems. It is viewed so differently to everyone. In the poems, 'Because I could not stop for Death,' 'First Death in Nova Scotia,' and 'War is kind' death is presented by each narrator as something different. To one it is a kind gentle stranger while to another it is a cold cruel being.
A kind gentleman stranger personifies death in, 'Because I could not stop for Death.' The narrator of the poem is a busy person, with little time, and definitely no time to die. Her carriage driver, which is death, arrives to take her into immortality. Death isn't hasty, he doesn't take her quickly. He drives her past things that the narrator had not taken the time to notice in a while. The narrator watched as he drives her past a school, where children are playing, and then on they go past fields.
She sees the sun go down, and the carriage driver past the sun, but she realizes they weren't passing the sun, it was passing them; time was passing by, past her life. Her life has now past her by, and she is arriving at her final destination, which was her grave, yet she describes it as her house. In the end she is looking back, and sees how centuries have passed, yet she isn't passing by anymore, and to her this hundred years seems as no time at all. Finally she accepts her death, and is able to pass into eternity. To her death wasn't harsh like some see it, but a kindly, gentle soul, taking her for a carriage ride to her final home.
A child experiences death much differently than an adult. Children aren't quite able to see death as the...