In recognition of Stamp Out Hunger Day on May 14, 2016, an annual one-day collection of non-perishable food items by the National Association of Letter Carriers, we are featuring the poem "Hunger" by Emily Elizabeth Dickinson. Be sure to leave some non-perishable items by your mailbox for your letter carrier. Every little bit helps! www.nalc.org
Hunger
By Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
I had been hungry all the years;
My noon had come, to dine;
I, trembling, drew the table near,
And touched the curious wine.
'T was this on tables I had seen,
When turning, hungry, lone,
I looked in windows, for the wealth
I could not hope to own.
I did not know the ample bread,
'T was so unlike the crumb
The birds and I had often shared
In Nature's dining-room.
The plenty hurt me, 't was 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.
* This poem is in public domain.
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