Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul according to this poet who wrote mostly in ballad form.
Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul according to this poet who wrote mostly in ballad form. A plank in reason, broke when this poet felt mourners to and fro and there was a blue, uncertain, stumbling buzz before this poet could not see to see. In her most famous poem, the titular figure with whom she passed the school, where children strove was in a carriage that held just them And Immortality. For 10 points, this is what poet of I heard a fly buzz when I died and Because I could not stop for Death.
Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul according to this poet who wrote mostly in ballad form.
Emily Dickinson