POEM OF THE DAY

Painting of Emily Norcross Dickinson (Mrs. Edward Dickinson) (1804-1882)

Author:  Otis Bullard

Public domain 

Via WIKIMEDIA COMMONS 

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POEM XX

 

I taste a liquor never brewed, 

From tankards scooped in pearl; 

Not all the vats upon the Rhine 

Yield such an alcohol!

 

Inebriate of air am I, 

And debauchee of dew, 

Reeling, through endless summer days, 

From inns of molten blue.

When landlords turn the drunken bee 

Out of the foxglove‘s11 door, 

When butterflies renounce their drams,12 

I shall but drink the more!

 

Till seraphs13 swing their snowy hats, 

And saints to windows run, 

To see the little tippler 

Leaning against the sun!

Emily Dickinson

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