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 chilliest land
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.


A gift from K's mom, who knew the little bird would be appreciated but could only imagine how strongly the sentiment would be felt.

Each year one Christmas gift turns out to be perfect - this may well be this year's perfect gift.


kel said…
Happy New Year to you bb.
Rebecca said…
How beautiful.
Eleanor said…
So so lovely.

Happy new year dear Blackbird. As Kim says "tomorrow is another day".
Mrs. G. said…
Wallace Stevens is the man.

I LOVE that necklace!
Ali said…
Wow. How come my mil does potpourri?
What a special gift.
Emily Dickinson is one of my favorites.

Happy New Year.
smalltownmom said…

Happy New Years.
Anonymous said…
A lovely gift. May the new year bring much happiness (and employment) to the bb household. I already know it is filled with love.
Amy A. said…
That IS perfect.
Susie Sunshine said…
How lovely!
My perfect gift is probably the GPS Dr. B purchased in hopes that my directionally-challenged Michigan ass might not find itself in bad parts of town in the coming year.
Perfectly perfect!
I adore it.
Sadie said…
Beautiful gift, BB. Now I hate to do this, but as someone who wrote her dissertation on Dickinson, I feel compelled to post the poem with Emily's original punctuation and capitalization intact. Also, it's not "chilliest," but "chillest."

"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.

My apologies for being a poetry purist :)

Happy New Year!
Anonymous said…
Happy 2009 to all of you.
Jen said…
To quote Eleanor's jogger, there's a story behind this...
alice c said…
Wishing you all that you would wish for yourself and your boys.

Happy New Year!
Carol said…
Happy New Year to you and yours! That is a beautiful gift and sentiment.

I can never read the opening lines without thinking of Woody Allen's old shtick:
"How wrong Emily Dickinson was! Hope is not the 'thing with feathers.' The thing with feathers has turned out be my nephew. I must take him to a specialist in Zurich."
Duyvken said…
loretta said…
Happy New Year to the whole flock of you!

Best from The Pomegranates, who are currently in a motel in Mystic, CT, waiting for tomorrow's sun and ceasing of snow to make the rest of the journey to the Cape.

Miz S said…
What a lovely present!

Happy New Year to you and yours.
Stomper Girl said…
That is such a beautiful present, beauty and wisdom in one. Happy New Year.
Maggie May said…
i truly loooove that necklace. a wonderful gift.

happy new year!
Tutta la Storia said…
So well said. What a sweet gift. Love it.
Anonymous said…
A gift of wisdom from a wise woman.
Anonymous said…
That necklace was made for you. Just lovely.

Wendy said…
I love that the Hulk hands came in second. G used to have a pair.

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