The fine delight that fathers thought; the strong
Spur, live and lancing like the blowpipe flame,
Breathes once and, quenchèd faster than it came,
Leaves yet the mind a mother of immortal song.
Nine months she then, nay years, nine years she long
Within her wears, bears, cares and moulds the same:
The widow of an insight lost she lives, with aim
Now known and hand at work now never wrong.
Sweet fire the sire of muse, my soul needs this;
I want the one rapture of an inspiration.
O then if in my lagging lines you miss
The roll, the rise, the carol, the creation,
My winter world, that scarcely breathes that bliss
Now, yields you, with some sighs, our explanation.

-- Gerard Manley Hopkins, To R.B.

https://en.wikisource.org/wiki/Poems_of_Gerard_Manley_Hopkins/To_R._B.

#TodaysPoem #GerardManleyHopkins #Poetry #WritersBlock

Today's poem:

Duns Scotus's Oxford
- by Gerard Manley Hopkins

https://www.tumblr.com/ukdamo/796013190436749312/duns-scotuss-oxford?source=share

#poetry #ImmaculateConception #JohnDunsScotus #GerardManleyHopkins

#Datreveno #GerardManleyHopkins #Poezio

Je ĉi dato en 1844 naskiĝis Gerard Manley Hopkins, poeto, kies tre originalaj poemoj rompis la kutimajn ritmojn kaj metrojn de angla poezio, do inspirante aliajn sekvi. https://eo.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gerard_Manley_Hopkins
Bildo: https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:GerardManleyHopkins.jpg

Pied Beauty ~#GerardManleyHopkins #poetry

Glory be to God for dappled things –

#AfternoonSunShade

The Wreck of the Deutschland, verse 1, Gerard Manley Hopkins

“Thou mastering me
God! giver of breath and bread;
World's strand, sway of the sea;
Lord of living and dead;
Thou hast bound bones & veins in me, fastened me flesh,
And after it almost unmade, what with dread,
Thy doing: and dost thou touch me afresh?
Over again I feel thy finger and find thee.”

#TheWreckOfTheDeutschland #GerardManleyHopkins #poetry #alliteration