“Hope” is the thing with feathers by Jane Dickinson reminds me so much of Jane Eyre. A strong minded, courageous, and most of all hopefully woman. Jane’s entire life can be described within this poem. Hope was all she had and what kept her sane through it all. It was her drive, what kept her going and not giving up. More than often it was a good thing but sometimes it wasn’t. Jane had hope her life would be different, but every time it was close to changing for the better things got ruined. Through every obstacle she faced she didn’t give up on her life she kept hope that one day things will get better. In the poem hope is described as a bird that keeps people warm and doesn’t ask for anything in return. This is a great analogy because in a way it protects you and your sanity. Jane does have her own little bird of hope.