Elizabeth E George

Poet of the Week: Emily Dickinson

In art, Blog, Poetry, Poets, Uncategorized, Writing 2012 on January 1, 2013 at 12:25 am



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.


~poem by Emily Dickinson


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