Gerard Manley Hopkins’ “Spring”
Nothing is so beautiful as Spring – When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush;&n...
Nothing is so beautiful as Spring – When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush;&n...
We are a chestnutround, curled and smoothOne life hiddenOne life warm from the wombTogether the perfect shape of newnessFrom here we will unfurl and branch into...
The poet hath the child’s sight in his breast, And sees all new. What oftenest he has viewed,He views with the first glory. Fair and goodPall never o...
Just popping in to share this poem from Malcolm Guite’s The Word in the Wilderness: A Poem a Day for Lent and Easter. I’ve been enjoying this anthol...
T’is the season for secrets, and this poem by George MacDonald got me thinking today about the very holiest of surprises. “That Holy Thing” Th...