Hope Is The Thing With Feathers Poem by Emily Dickinson

Hope Is The Thing With Feathers

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'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.

Hope Is The Thing With Feathers
Monday, January 13, 2003
Topic(s) of this poem: hope
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
* Sunprincess * 27 September 2012

a most beautiful poem Emily..thank you.. :)

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Muna Jafar 29 February 2012

beautifull.....! ! ! So simple but also so deep.... [3

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Amena MEHMOOD 22 April 2012

It is said that intellegent people speak words that are simple, well understood, and a clean thought....

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Neeraj Bhatt 09 October 2011

I LOVE HER POEM 'I FELT A FUNERAL IN MY BRAIN' AND ''I FELT A CLEAVAGE IN MY MIND' MUCH.

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June Walker 27 June 2012

I love this poem. Simple direct profound.

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Freni Karaluthara 18 December 2023

The simplicity of your language and the depth of your message intertwine effortlessly, inviting readers to contemplate the enduring nature of hope and its ability to endure in the most trying circumstances.

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Freni Karaluthara 18 December 2023

Your portrayal of hope as a bird that withstands the fiercest storms, remaining steadfast even in the face of adversity, is both poignant and uplifting.

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Obodoh Faith 24 June 2023

I like the words of this poem and want to understand its meaning.

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Dr Dillip K Swain 30 April 2023

The first stanza is not just the prelude but the core of this great poem!

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Salma Nawaz 03 December 2022

wonderful!

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