Wednesday
Mar012017
Wednesday, March 1, 2017 at 11:44AM
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A V i e w F r o m T h e B r i d g e
Broad River
Peak, South Carolina
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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 that 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 the Road --
Nor was I hungry -- so I found
That Hunger -- was a way
Of Persons outside Windows --
The Entering -- takes away --
= Emily Dickinson =
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Happy Wednesday :: Happy March