I taste a liquor never brewed
"I taste a liquor never brewed" is a short poem by Emily Dickinson in which a speaker gets drunk on nature itself. Dew, air and endless summer days replace wine, while bees and butterflies stumble from flower to flower. The mood is giddy and playful, and the speaker refuses to stop even when the others give up. Heaven eventually leans out to watch the tiny, reeling tippler. It is a vivid, funny picture of pure delight in the natural world.
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