
The poem explores the joy of reading and the escape it provides from the difficulties of life. The speaker describes books as a source of comfort and solace, offering a respite from the troubles of the world. The poem highlights the transformative power of literature to transport readers to new worlds and perspectives.
By Emily Dickinson · First published 1896 · Genre: Poetry, Literary, Philosophical · 126 words
Unto my books so good to turn / Far ends of tired days; / It half endears the abstinence, / And pain is missed in praise.
As flavors cheer retarded guests / With banquetings to be, / So spices stimulate the time / Till my small library.
It may be wilderness without, / Far feet of failing men, / But holiday excludes the night, / And it is bells within.
I thank these kinsmen of the shelf; / Their countenances bland / Enamour in prospective, / And satisfy, obtained.
Unto my Books so Good to Turn is listed on Textopian as a poem by Emily Dickinson, dated 1896 CE.
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