Tuesday, April 22, 2008

the poet in me

I had many reasons for naming our baby girl "Hope", but didn't think of this poem by Emily Dickinson until just today. Loving the first stanza right now:

Hope is the thing with feathers

That perches in the soul,

And sings the tune without the words,

And never stops at all


mordy said...

did you know you can sing emily dickinson to the tune of 'yellow rose of texas'?

try it out.

'because i could not stop for death, he kindly stopped for meeeeeee....'

'a bird came down the walk one day, he did not know i saaaaaaw...'

Jeannie said...

kinda ruins the effect, but fun nonetheless

Ashley M said...

i have that poem on my blog...on the side. so sweet...precious Hope.

love you

Cindy T said...

Beautiful.....like your Hope.

Anonymous said...

you know, really neat-o people have been named after good ol' Emmy-doo and her poems :) Neat-o, indeed (ha ha ha) ev

Holly said...

Emily Dickenson is one of my favoriate poets.

Anonymous said...

Hi jeanne. It is linda mcglothin.

Such a precious daughter. G'mal showed me your web.

Your are blessed. Just had surgery and I can't hold my 10 month g'son and almost 3 g'daughter. Bummer. Especialy when i walk by Vavier and he reaches for you. Maybe 2 weeks and I can hold them.

Have a blessed day.