Happy Birthday!

Happy 183rd birthday, Emily Dickinson! Were the Belle of Amherst alive today, she probably would have celebrated in her room. She also might have made herself a cake, as she liked to bake when she wasn’t gardening or writing some of the most original poetry of her time.

God gave a Loaf to every Bird —

But just a Crumb — to Me —

I dare not eat it — tho’ I starve —

My poignant luxury —

To own it — touch it —

Prove the feat — that made the Pellet mine —

Too happy — for my Sparrow’s chance —

For Ampler Coveting —

It might be Famine — all around —

I could not miss an Ear —

Such Plenty smiles upon my Board —

My Garner shows so fair —

I wonder how the Rich — may feel —

An Indiaman — An Earl —

I deem that I — with but a Crumb —

Am Sovereign of them all —

~ Emily Dickinson