Inebriate of Words — am I —

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Inebriate of Words — am I —

And Debauchee of Sounds —

Reeling — through endless fields of text —

From IPads to volumes bound —

When “Landlords” turn the drunken Me

And shoo me out the door —

When lights are off — renounce my “drams”

I shall but drink the more!


Till Seraphs swing their snowy Hats —

And Saints — to windows run —

To see the little Tippler

Basking in words’ glam — spellbound —


This is, of course, a result of my fascination with Emily Dickinson, and in this instance, her poem about being inebriated with air. I had lots of fun writing this love letter to the written word, and I hope you’ll enjoy the reading! 🙂



Karo Caran, the Rainbow Poetess, is a poet and a non/fiction writer. Her novel, "Breaking the silence: A story in paintings" focuses on the censorship of art and gay relationships in the postwar, communist Poland. Her poetry-based memoir, "Life in a Footnotes" will be published this summer.
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