2 Dec 2009
What Liberty.
For roughly 100 years, I have had these words on a random post-it: “What Liberty / A loosened spirit brings –.” I knew it was from an Emily Dickinson poem, but dumbly wrote nothing else down for reference. Lo and behold, I found the whole poem recently.
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 —
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