Themen

2014-05-19

Natural Beauties

Federn / Feathers


 produced in april 2014



Hope

by Emily Dickinson


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.






Copyright Cornelia Weber
 

Es war eine besondere Erfahrung und Herausforderung,

 die poetische Kraft der Feder einzufangen.

It was a great experience and a challenge as well to capture the poetical power of feathers.