“Hope is the Thing with Feathers” 10×10, oil on panel Buy Now


“Hope” is the thing with feathers


“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.


It was only a matter time before I used this poem, one I’ve used again and again even before I was doing a series of paintings based on poems.

This is a new bird to me– a crimson sunbird. I fell in love with its graceful shape and bold color.

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