The last two days of cloudy weather have made me rather thoughtful/introspective... I read this lovely poem by Emily Dickinson, whose poetry I usually can't relate to, and felt the words were so accurate that I thought I'd post it. Hope you like:
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
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I can almost always relate to Dickinson's poetry, and this one is beautiful. Thanks for posting it.
usually I get longer poems and am drawn by one line in them. This one, because it's so short, every line is incredibly powerful. Still, my favourite one is "and sings the tune without the words"
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