“Hope” is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune without the words -
And never stops - at all -
Emily Dickinson
Beautiful indeed. Tuesday, March 19 at 4:30 at the Pine River
Library, Rhoda Jackson will “be” Emily Dickinson. She speaks to me. Emily
does. I always thought of feathers as something to chase, but I find, from this
poem, it is something within me. It has a name. “Hope”. Friends, I know you
think of me as rather frivolous, but I have a deeper self. Come to this presentation
as I will and get to know Emily Dickinson. Rhoda will present her in costume of
the times.
“For over 200 years, world statesmen,
literary giants, and legends of the silver screen have joined the millions of
pilgrims climbing the steps to kiss the Blarney Stone and gain the gift of
eloquence…”
(Blarneycastle.ie)
March
is apparently a month for eloquence. St. Patrick’s Day falls on March 17, and
kissing the Blarney Stone is part of that very Irish tradition. Though most of
us are not in a position to rush off to Ireland, we certainly can indulge in
eloquence. Wear something green and celebrate this special “Holiday” with your
Irish friends.
March,
this year, also gives us both, Purim, a traditional Jewish celebration and
Easter, a traditional Christian celebration. It is a time of rebirth. It is
also a time of “Hope” for the coming of spring.
I
remain,
Browser,
the library cat
