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


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.

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Ann said...

Love it. That is all.


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