Hope Is the Thing With Buds

It is fine that Emily Dickinson believed
that hope is the thing with feathers.

I choose the broken branches that fell
during the winter ice storm in January

and whose buds opened one April afternoon.


I was a bit surprised in looking through the poems on this site that I have written a number of poems about hope in some way. I suppose that is a good thing – though not all the poems are “hopeful.”
“Hope is the thing with feathers” is the poem by Emily Dickinson that inspired my poem today.

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