I wonder which of these two short films is less frightening:
This one:
This one:
Or this one:
On reflection I think the second one is less frightening, because in its very last frame it brings us that little thing with feathers....Emily Dickinson wrote a poem about it:
“Hope’ is the thing with feathers”
“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.
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