Hope, Emily Dickinson, and Spring

Dear Readers! Hope you are off to a lovely start this Spring. It may be dank, damp, wet, wherever you are. But there’s a change in the wind which you’ve probably noticed, and a warmth to the air. Probably even a little bit of sunshine if you’re lucky. A renewed smile on faces and an extra spring in steps on those morning commutes. I saw a snippet of my parents’ garden light up with sun-kissed daffodils (see featured picture), and I just couldn’t resist taking a snap!

I returned from a brief but invigorating 7 days in East Yorkshire, surrounded by cold and wetness on the outside but the warmth of family love indoors. Then the daffodils came and I started to feel more positive and hopeful. Tucking into leftover Easter chocolate helped of course :).

This is National Poetry Month, and I stumbled across Emily Dickinson’s gem of a poem thinking about Spring and poetry.

Hope is the thing with feathers – by Emily Dickinson

‘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.

I haven’t read a lot of Emily Dickinson, but am beginning to be intrigued about her life and work. I do love her quirky and short writing style and want to read more. I also thought that the poem above really connected with being positive, new beginnings, and Spring. Do you feel the same? Are you making some Spring resolutions as the weather begins to make a turn for the better. Do share… and Happy Spring!



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