Tag: Emily Dickinson

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...

"Heaven" has different Signs—to me By Emily Dickinson, Poem # 575 "Heaven" has different Signs—to me— Sometimes, I think that Noon Is but a symbol of the Place— And...

A charm invests a face   By Emily Dickinson   A charm invests a face Imperfectly beheld. The lady dare not lift her veil For fear it be dispelled. But peers beyond...

Poem #812   By Emily Dickinson   A Light exists in Spring Not present on the Year At any other period — When March is scarcely here A Color stands abroad On Solitary...