“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[…]
Thepondsby Mary Oliver (from “House of Lights”)Every yearthe liliesare so perfectI can hardly believetheir lapped light crowdingthe black,mid-summer ponds.Nobody could count all of them --the muskrats swimmingamong the pads and the grassescan reach outtheir muscular arms and touchonly so many, they are thatrife and wild.But what in this worldis perfect?I bend closer and[…]
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Ifyou assume that there is no hope, you guarantee that there will be no hope. If you assume that there is an instinct for freedom, that there are opportunities to change things, then there is a possibility that you can contribute to making a better world.Se parti dall'ipotesi che non ci sia nessuna speranza,[…]
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