April Poetry Brings May Jubilee

Posted on April 1, 2020

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April is poetry month. Let’s begin in hope.

Hope” Is the Thing With Feathers

by Emily Dickinson

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.

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