Friday, May 7, 2021

 This is coming a little late, but I wanted to mention that the poem used in ep 33 was written by none other than Emily Dickinson.  I chose it because it's beautiful (and it doesn't hurt that it is also in the public domain).  I should have posted this with the shownotes - my apologies for that.  Here's the full poem:

Hope is the thing with feathers (254)

by Emily Dickinson - 1830 - 1886

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.


  1. Man, you put in stuff from Emily Dickenson whilst I mess around with jokes about people blowing themselves up with grenades. We're on different levels here, my friend!

  2. I'm on level 4: Menswear and Shoes