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Emily Dickinson is a favorite--a perfect example of just the right image for the moment she addresses.
XXII
The bustle in a house
The morning after death
Is solemnest of industries
Enacted upon earth,--
The sweeping up the heart,
And putting love away
We shall not want to use again
Until eternity.
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 more 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 club--of me.
~ Emily Dickinson
Sunny, with a high of 90 and low of 59 degrees. Sunny in the morning, clear for the afternoon and evening,
Thanks. This is super and fun.