“Hope” Is the Thing with Feathers: Emily Dickinson

Hannah Hulvey English II Balint 22 April, 2013 foretaste is the thing with feathers Emily Dickinson In this verse form, Emily is saying how nature is divided or basically, she employs images from nature for contrasting purposes. In this poem nature is both beneficent and destructive. The division is made between the image of the bird and the images of threatening storms and antipathetic environments. This economic rent corresponds to a separation between in perspective and outside, between interior and exterior spaces.The major theme of this poem is that Dickinson is comparing the hope in the soul with a bird. The bird never stops singing. So should we keep singing our songs, our poems, our prose. Even the roughest storms give the bouncet keep the bird from its singing. Nor should we let our own storms, our personal disappointments like deaths of family and friends, stop us. The poem uses a bird as a symbol to define the beliefing that hope can give an individual. In the first stanza, Dickinson tell the reader that Hope is the thing with feathers .That perches in the soul. and sings the tune-without the words. And never stops at all. In other words, hope is part of a spirit that lives in all of us. The uplifting feel of hope comes naturally and stays with us. A series of words in the second and third stanzas sore, storm, chillest, Extremity combine to evince a different side of nature, as dangerous and threatening. Here the sense is of an exterior space, wild and unprotected.Dickinson tells us, the tune the bird sings is sweetest, suggesting both that it is the most comforting thing heard amid the noise of the storm, and that, charm the tune is sweet when it is heard while one is safe, it is sweetest when one is in danger. If we look at Hope Is the Thing with Feathers in terms of Dickinsons life, we can perhaps read a commentary on her withdrawal from the world. Dickinson turned inward into herself and shut out the world, and she suggests that inside it is peaceful and secure, while outside it is hostile and dangerous. And how does this describe my life?