This Sunday is our first gathering for Berkshire Booked and Queer, online at 7 pm. Come join us online to talk about Emily Dickinson’s poetry this month, and to meet & make new friends! Check out more information and sign up for the mailing list here.
Participate to your enjoyment. Is that taking notes? Reading a few poems? lots of them? Marathoning everything? Do you just want to drop in at first and spectate people talking? Be our guest.
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!
VII. Wild nights! Wild nights! Were I with thee, Wild nights should be Our luxury! Futile the winds To a heart in port, — Done with the compass, Done with the chart. Rowing in Eden! Ah! the sea! Might I but moor To-night in thee!