Emily Dickinson: mais uma poesia sobre livros, um livro...

A 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
Poems
(Edison: New Jersey: Castle Books, 2006; ISBN-13: 978-0-7858-2159-5), p. 28

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