hope is the
thing with feathers
to be with onself
can be as productive
as any bird in the sky
as one mind is equipped
with wings that can fly
as far as it wishes to be
give it books, it can
fly to places where the feet
cannot take and beyond
beyond the mountain
where all the knowledge
ever harvested by minds
is logged
invisible and waiting
for minds to fly into them
to take them to places
where they should be
flying in everybody's mind
hope is the thing with feathers
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a fine poem and tribute to Emily D. and a fine piece of philosophy. We should all remember that hope is also the thing without feathers...and is at man's disposal. I wish you a very Happy New Year, John :) Have a 10 from me jack.