“I Heard a Fly buzz” by Emily Dickerson shows what it feels like to lie on your deathbed observing your surroundings and then be stopped by a nagging illness. This poem gracefully describes the environment a dying woman lives in and how easy it can be for something to ruin something in a matter of minutes. It's depressing that one day we will all pass and something as small as a fly can ruin our last moments on Earth simply by being present in the same room as us. Emily Dickerson does a great job of making the reader understand what it's like to be in the speaker's place, inserting little pauses in each stanza to make the reader pause to take in what they've just read. “I heard the buzz of a fly – when I died” —” (1) begins this poem by hitting the ground running with what appears to be a dull observation about something we see every day, yet turns it into a spooky tale with only three words. This is what makes it unique. Any other set of words and it would just be a boring, emotionless phrase, but she puts "when I died" almost as an afterthought. It's like it's more interesting in the fly b...