A Filipino prisoner being executed by garrote in Manila in 1899 during the Philippine-American War. Courtesy of the Online Archive of California, Keystone-Mast Collection, UCR/California Museum of Photography, University of California at Riverside. In 1863, Emily Dickinson wrote: The possibility to pass Without a Moment’s Bell—Into Conjecture’s presence—Is like a face of steel That suddenly looks into ours With a Metallic Grin—The Cordiality of Death Who Drills his welcome—in—

A Filipino prisoner being executed by garrote in Manila in 1899 during the Philippine-American War. Courtesy of the Online Archive of California, Keystone-Mast Collection, UCR/California Museum of Photography, University of California at Riverside.

In 1863, Emily Dickinson wrote:

The possibility to pass
Without a Moment’s Bell—
Into Conjecture’s presence—
Is like a face of steel

That suddenly looks into ours
With a Metallic Grin—
The Cordiality of Death
Who Drills his welcome—in—

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