What is the Poem about New England early spring burials?

Question

I remember my 11th grade english teacher reading us a terrible poem about going out to the burying shed, where the coffins which couldn't be interred during frozen winter months were stored. One girl's coffin is opened to make sure they're burying the right person, and there are splinters under her fingernails and the pennies are off her eyes.

What is this poem?

Answer 1

I have been searching and racking my brain for this poem. Could you pleae provide a little more detail? For example, do you remember a line or stanza from the poem? I am intrigued.