Hour 13/24 Mini-Challenge Poetry

Artichoke's Heart by Suzanne Supplee (my new favorite favorite book) had a heroine who was discovering the glory of Emily Dickinson. I thought I'd share some for this mini-challenge:


Part One: Life

XXVII

I ’M nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then there ’s a pair of us—don’t tell!
They ’d banish us, you know.
How dreary to be somebody!	5
How public, like a frog
To tell your name the livelong day
To an admiring bog!

Part One: Life

XXXII

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;	5
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;	10
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.

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