After — Hope is the thing with feathers for the Women’s March

(Emily Dickinson, 314)

Hope is the crowd with pink hats,
thick boots and frozen toes
with funny signs and broken hearts
after a year of “no’s.”

It’s not too tired for marching
or vigils candle bright,
it builds a welcome table
‘gainst tyrant’s appetite.

And hope is shared with Dreamers,
and women speaking true,
it dawns across the canyonlands,
and asks a song of you.

Thanks to Nancy Donovan for capturing so many pink hats in Portsmouth.

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