'I'm always looking for the Hows and the Whys and the Whats,' said Muskrat, 'That is why I speak as I do. You've heard of Muskrat's Much-in-Little, of course?'
'No,' said the child. 'What is it?'
- The Mouse and his Child. Russell Hoban.

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Friday, 20 June 2014

Birdy Thoughts

I was reading a book (this one) yesterday, and the author quoted the first two lines from a poem by Emily Dickinson:

"Hope is the thing with feathers/ that perches in the soul"...

It seemed lovely to me so I jotted it down.  Later I found myself wondering how the rest of the poem went, and, feeling inspired by all the painting I've been doing,  found myself jotting my own version, rather than look it up on Google.

Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul.

Fear is the thing with scales
That coils in a hole.

Courage is that with fur and teeth
That sits atop a hill.

And Love combines them all
Ground to power in its mill.

An image to go with it, is this one from Leunig: