With much love for Emily Dickinson, who wrote some incredible poems, and inspired this one.

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Hope is a soaring singing thing

beautiful and bright

joy on the wing

feathered–taking flight


some Hope lives deep

patient, burrowed underground

curled up in cozy sleep

but don’t fear it can’t be found


For Hope can weather storms

no matter how they rage

since shelter is not a cage

always Hope is free to take the stage

About Caitlin Stern

I have a MA in English, and have so many fantasy/urban fantasy WIPs it's not even funny. I'm an avid reader of science fiction, fantasy, mystery, romance, biography, fiction, and anything else that catches my interest. I collect books, and bookmarks I find that are visually appealing and useful.

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  1. Marcia says:

    This is lovely, Caitlin! One of my favorites of yours. And it is REALLY odd, because last night…yes, a mere 12 hours or so ago…I was thinking about HOPE. Thinking about how to use it in both of the books I’m working on, and how to express what a life-altering thing hope is. And how losing it is the end of everything, really. So seeing your poem come through in my email was a real surprise. I thought of Emily Dickinson first thing, but of course, I thought of her last night as I was pondering this subject. Beautiful work, beautiful thought, and I’ll bet there is a place in a Silver Birch Anthology for this one, for sure! 🙂

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