“Hope” is the thing with feathers - (314) by Emily Dickinson : The Poetry Foundation

Everything went fine during my first R.E. visit. More about it tomorrow. In one of the examination rooms was this Emily Dickinson poem on the wall and I still cannot get over how beautiful it is!

“Hope” is the thing with feathers - (314)

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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“Hope” is the thing with feathers - (314) by Emily Dickinson : The Poetry Foundation