A Poem For The Obama Campaign

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.

- Emily Dickinson

(Photo: One of the life-size body cast statues of 'Another Place' created by the artist Antony Gormley on Crosby beach stands up to the spring tide on 13 March, 2008, Liverpool, England. By Christopher Furlong/Getty Images.)