The Book

He ate and drank the precious Words
His Spirit grew robust
He knew no more that he was poor,
Nor that his frame was Dust

He danced along the dingy Days
And this Bequest of Wings
Was but a Book — What Liberty
A loosened spirit brings,

– Emily Dickinson

Submitted by:
Arun Rachamadugu, who says “Emily Dickinson weaves magic with her words. She can captivate you with her imagery and profundity and not many people can match her work with the written word. This short poem always motivates me to get back to my reading list and start reading!”

What is there to say about Dickinson? This gem of a poem about the freedom that reading brings reminds me of this other poem by her.
You can read more about her life here and the complete poems here.

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