Emily Dickinson

(10 December 1830 – 15 May 1886 / Amherst / Massachusetts)

Hope Is The Thing With Feathers - Poem by Emily Dickinson

'Hope' is the thing with feathers—
That perches in the soul—
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Topic(s) of this poem: hope

Form: Sonnet


Comments about Hope Is The Thing With Feathers by Emily Dickinson

  • Brent Sohlden (7/19/2017 5:34:00 PM)


    books in hell are small, blank, metal and hot. there is no knowledge at all in that place. in heaven there are books and records galore and there is no end to them...: D (Report) Reply

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  • Robert Murray Smith (7/13/2017 8:15:00 PM)


    In Hope the poetess feeds us crumbs but ah so tasty. (Report) Reply

  • CHINONSO IGWE (7/9/2017 2:04:00 PM)


    That the very first line'hope is a thing with feathers'. (Report) Reply

  • Baleegh Hamdy (7/7/2017 8:01:00 AM)


    ترجمة بليغ حمدي لهذا النـصِّ الشعـريِّ





    مُقِـيْـمٌ على دوْحَـةِ الـرُّوحِ طيْـرٌ دائِـمُ الشَّــدْوِ هُــوَ الأمَـلُ



    يبُـثُّ اللحْـنَ مِن غيـرِ حَـرْفِ مَا كَـلَّ يَوْماً وَلا مَسَّــهُ المَـللُ

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    مَا ازدَادَت الـرِّيـحُ عَـصْـفــاً بـأيْـكِــهِ

    إلا زادَهَـا طيْـرُ الأمَـالِ عَــزْفـاً مَـا لِـرَوْعَـةِ عُـذُوبـتِهِ مَـثَـلُ



    وَيْحَ رِيْحٍ غَشُومٍ جَهِلَتْ عَلى فرْخِ طيْرٍ

    كـمْ أدْفـأَ جـرْحَ اليائـسِـينَ فـإذا الـجَـرْحُ مِـن شــدْوِهِ يَـنـدَمِـلُ

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    بأرْضِ الزمْهَـرِيـرِ وبالبحْـرِ اللجّـيِّ قد سَمِعْـتُ شـدْوَهُ يَنهَمِلُ



    بَـذْلاً مِنهُ عـنْ طِيـبِ نفــسٍ لـمْ يَستجْـدِ أجْـرَاً لِـقـاءَ مَا يَنْـبَـذِلُ

    ◘♫◘ ترجمة بـلـيْـغ حـمْـدي ◘♫◘
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  • Baleegh Hamdy (7/7/2017 7:54:00 AM)


    ترجمة بليغ حمدي لهذا النـصِّ الشعـريِّ





    مُقِـيْـمٌ على دوْحَـةِ الـرُّوحِ طيْـرٌ دائِـمُ الشَّــدْوِ هُــوَ الأمَـلُ



    يبُـثُّ اللحْـنَ مِن غيـرِ حَـرْفِ مَا كَـلَّ يَوْماً وَلا مَسَّــهُ المَـللُ

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    مَا ازدَادَت الـرِّيـحُ عَـصْـفــاً بـأيْـكِــهِ

    إلا زادَهَـا طيْـرُ الأمَـالِ عَــزْفـاً مَـا لِـرَوْعَـةِ عُـذُوبـتِهِ مَـثَـلُ



    وَيْحَ رِيْحٍ غَشُومٍ جَهِلَتْ عَلى فرْخِ طيْرٍ

    كـمْ أدْفـأَ جـرْحَ اليائـسِـينَ فـإذا الـجَـرْحُ مِـن شــدْوِهِ يَـنـدَمِـلُ

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    بأرْضِ الزمْهَـرِيـرِ وبالبحْـرِ اللجّـيِّ قد سَمِعْـتُ شـدْوَهُ يَنهَمِلُ



    بَـذْلاً مِنهُ عـنْ طِيـبِ نفــسٍ لـمْ يَستجْـدِ أجْـرَاً لِـقـاءَ مَا يَنْـبَـذِلُ

    ◘♫◘ ترجمة بـلـيْـغ حـمْـدي ◘♫◘
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  • (6/9/2017 8:32:00 AM)


    when do we stop reading in heaven or hell? for us to continually cherish the earth is to keep the hope of reading alive (Report) Reply

  • Beryl Jacob (5/1/2017 11:51:00 AM)


    nice poem.i like it.it is good (Report) Reply

  • Tapan M. Saren (4/23/2017 4:15:00 AM)


    True. Beautiful poem.............. (Report) Reply

  • Oratile Diratsagae (4/14/2017 11:55:00 PM)


    this is so good. peace (Report) Reply

  • Upendra Majhi (4/5/2017 1:03:00 AM)


    She is comparing hope with a bird.Hope provides us with required zest for life.Hope, like bird song, is non-verbal,
    even non-verbal reasoning(in tune) .Have hope, have confidence, victory will be yours. Good personnel counselling, It never stops singing.Never stop hoping, a good counsel.Hope perches in the soul, she says. More disadvantageous is the life situation, gale and strom for the bird, sweetest sing th e hope-bird.she says.But never demands anything in return. One can keep on hoping without spending time, energy and money.
    It is good advice.For rich people life is sometimes disadvantageous.For poor, it becomes irreversibly bad and hope against hope.
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  • Sylva-onyema Uba (2/8/2017 8:15:00 AM)


    Hope... Good piece of poetry. Well done! Sylva. (Report) Reply

  • Malcolm Two (1/26/2017 9:17:00 AM)


    Nice poem, thanks for sharing so much (Report) Reply

  • Neptune Barman (1/22/2017 7:06:00 AM)


    beautiful poem...love your writing (Report) Reply

  • Tom Allport (12/31/2016 12:16:00 PM)

    tom allport
    let's hope never goes away (Report) Reply

  • (12/15/2016 6:28:00 AM)


    Hope in its extremities never asks anything of us - except that we 'hope'. Beautifully written poem with the traditional quatrain [abab] rhyme. (Report) Reply

  • (12/10/2016 5:03:00 AM)

    Really beautiful poetry
    WOWWWW well said :) (Report) Reply

  • Lesiba Mphahlele (11/1/2016 3:08:00 PM)

    She is a deep poet
    This poem is just a few of the poems I get to read of her, but I already love her craft. (Report) Reply

  • Indira Renganathan (10/20/2016 9:37:00 AM)


    How lovely the poet has crafted it.. a hopeful mind we should have but never in extremity....true..like this poem a lot- 10 (Report) Reply

  • (9/15/2016 6:45:00 AM)


    Add a comment. This poem is succintly gracious. a dear soaring reality! (Report) Reply

  • Mizzy ........ (8/27/2016 6:17:00 AM)


    A wonderful poem of hope.....inspiring and moving! (Report) Reply



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