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- 2021

A personal project to design and visualize style frames for a poem on Hope from Emily Dickenson. I tried to create more abstract and visualised forms of design to create visuals.

 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.