
‘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.
Poem Attribution © Emily Dickinson, ‘Hope’ is the thing with feathers
Source Attribution https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/42889/hope-is-the-thing-with-feathers-314
Painting Attribution © Catrina Louise Attard, Colours of Hope, 2020
Source Attribution https://www.saatchiart.com/art/Painting-COLOURS-OF-HOPE/155168/7664060/view
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