Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Emily Dickinson Quote

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!


diXymiss said...

Love this quote ~ into my notebook it goes! ThanX for sharing.

Vaughanville said...

So true. I'm reading a book right now about a man who went through high school, college, graduate school and became a secondary teacher...all without having learned to read. How "poor" he felt.