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Emily Dickinson: I had been hungry, all the Years

I had been hungry, all the Years –
My Noon had Come – to dine –
I trembling drew the Table near –
And touched the Curious Wine –

’Twas this on Tables I had seen –
When turning, hungry, Home
I looked in Windows, for the Wealth
I could not hope – for Mine –

I did not know the ample Bread –
’Twas so unlike the Crumb
The Birds and I, had often shared
In Nature’s – Dining Room –

The Plenty hurt me – ’twas so new –
Myself felt ill – and odd –
As Berry – of a Mountain Bush –
Transplanted – to a Road –

Nor was I hungry – so I found
That Hunger – was a way
Of Persons outside Windows –
The Entering – takes away –


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4 comments on “Emily Dickinson: I had been hungry, all the Years

  1. Cynthia Kreuz-Uhr
    May 16, 2021

    Thanks, Will!

    Like

  2. Vincent Spina
    May 15, 2021

    I guess at the heart of all art is the longing for what is missing.

    Liked by 1 person

    • Vox Populi
      May 15, 2021

      Brilliant, Vincent! I never thought of it before, but your statement rings true, at least to me.

      Liked by 1 person

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