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Thursday, October 26, 2006

Birds & Words























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

ATC

1 Comments:

Blogger Ann said...

Oh Ellen, this is lovely. I've been thinking so much of hope today. Got a email from a colleague from long ago who is embroiled in the protests at Gallaudet University and his closing remark was that he was feeling hopeless. I've been composing a response all day long in my head. And your ATC just speaks volumes.
Thank you!

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