title-less post

one of the biggest problems i have with emily dickinson is that she left a zillion poems untitled.  what the hell is that?  spent all that time writing clever poems with meaningful metaphors to capture human emotions...and no title?  is it laziness?  couldnt comeup with anything worthy enough?  i would have loved to be her assistant in charge of titles.  pretty cool job.  she does the hard part and i do the glory part.  well its not just her. there are plenty of other poets out there who leave a title out.  but here is an example of a poem that lacked a title but i helped dickinson out.  i call it nosegays. what an awesome word.

I went to thank Her --
But She Slept --
Her Bed -- a funneled Stone --
With Nosegays at the Head and Foot --
That Travellers -- had thrown --

Who went to thank Her --
But She Slept --
'Twas Short -- to cross the Sea --
To look upon Her like -- alive --
But turning back -- 'twas slow --

pretty obvious i got that title dead on.