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Hope is the thing with feathers . . .

Hope is the thing with feathers . . .

Today’s poet from Education for Justice is a favorite of many, Emily Dickinson.

Hope

Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune—without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I’ve heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.

Source: The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson, by Emily Dickenson,
Boston: Little, Brown, and Company, 1924.

Posted by opreach on April 10, 2013
6 Comments Post a comment
  1. 04/10/2013

    Amazing shot!!!

    Reply
    • 04/10/2013

      Thanks, Rexlin. A precious moment.

      Reply
  2. 04/11/2013

    Lovely post!

    Reply
  3. 01/28/2016

    Reblogged this on Lavender Turquois.

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