“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 BirdThat 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.”

American poet

Emily Dickinson was an American poet. She was largely unpublished and little known during her lifetime, but her work is now regarded as part of the literary canon. The Poetry Foundation describes her writing as creating a distinctively elliptical language for expressing what was possible but not yet realized. Her poems are often read for their compressed style and for the way they open up feeling, thought, and possibility with unusual precision.