Sunday, April 08, 2012

Happy Easter.

As Kingfishers Catch Fire

As kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies draw flame;
As tumbled over rim in roundy wells
Stones ring; like each tucked string tells, each hung bell's
Bow swung finds tongue to fling out broad its name;
Each mortal thing does one thing and the same:
Deals out that being indoors each one dwells;
Selves — goes itself; myself it speaks and spells,
Crying Whát I dó is me: for that I came.

I say móre: the just man justices;
Keeps grace: thát keeps all his goings graces;
Acts in God's eye what in God's eye he is —
Chríst — for Christ plays in ten thousand places,
Lovely in limbs, and lovely in eyes not his
To the Father through the features of men's faces.

gerard manley hopkins



















6 comments:

Sophia said...

Damn my finger nails look good in that picture of me and grandma.

Stephanie said...

Perfect poem . . . perfect pictures. Just lovely!

Amelia said...

Thanks for the beautiful pictures and beautiful poem. Love and miss you all!

Lesley said...

Thank you for posting these cute pictures! I'm sad I couldn't be there.

Lesley said...
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Ann said...

Love it. That is all.

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