“Hope” is the thing with feathers,
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops – at all.
– Emily Dickinson
Full poem: “Hope” is the thing with feathers.
Photographs from a Bloy in Wisconsin
“Hope” is the thing with feathers,
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops – at all.
– Emily Dickinson
Full poem: “Hope” is the thing with feathers.