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Sunday, May 31, 2009
My Feeble (but Sincere) Attempt at Haiku
Dedicated to A.G.
Saturday, May 02, 2009
Why a Bird???
Why did Emily Dickinson describe hope as a bird?
Birds fly away...unless it's a flamingo or an emu. But I don't think flamingos or emus sing a sweet song as the birds of flight. And I don't like the idea that hope can easily flit away.
So why a bird???
Friday, May 01, 2009
I'm in a Sore Storm
Hope
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
-Emily Dickinson
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