'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.
a most beautiful poem Emily..thank you.. :)
It is said that intellegent people speak words that are simple, well understood, and a clean thought....
beautifull.....! ! !
So simple but also so deep.... [3
I love this poem. Simple direct profound.
I LOVE HER POEM 'I FELT A FUNERAL IN MY BRAIN' AND ''I FELT A CLEAVAGE IN MY MIND' MUCH.
Technology takes care of our body but poetry takes care of our soul
A marvelous poem beautifully woven. A masterpiece.
Extremely well written......5 stars
AH, MY DEJA VU! Such and excellent CLASSIC POEM OF THE DAY! 5 Stars full
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