Collection

I'm falling in love with poetry. Poems like this one, by Emily Dickinson:

I'm nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then there's a pair of us -don't tell!
They'd banish us, you know.

How dreary to be somebody!
How public, like a frog
To tell your name the livelong day
To an admiring bog!

Stuff like this makes my heart quicken, especially when I run a cursory analysis in my head. I'm collecting poetry--if you have anything you think I'd like, send it my way. If I could distill poetry into a liquid (incidentally, that sounds delicious) I would drink it all day long. 

Dear readers, please help me enable my addiction.