Somehow I've a feeling that these poem posts are a tad boring. But this one's been stuck in my mind so long, I have to share it.
The Windhover
Gerard Manley Hopkins
I caught this morning morning's minion, king-
dom of daylight's dauphin, dapple-dawn-drawn Falcon, in his riding
Of the rolling level underneath him steady air, and striding
High there, how he rung upon the rein of a wimpling wing
In his ecstasy! then off, off forth on swing,
As a skate's heel sweeps smooth on a bow-bend: the hurl and gliding
Rebuffed the big wind. My heart in hiding
Stirred for a bird,--the achieve of, the mastery of the thing!
Brute beauty and valour and act, oh, air, pride, plume, here
Buckle! AND the fire that breaks from thee then, a billion
Times lovelier, more dangerous, O my chevalier!
No wonder of it: sheer plod makes plough down sillion
Shine, and blue-bleak embers, ah my dear,
Fall, gall themselves, and gash gold-vermillion.
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BRIA!!! I can't believe you just posted a Gerard Manly Hopkins poem! I love him! I'd never heard of him before going to PC, and then, wowzer. Actually, I don't really understand all of his poetry without a professor to translate:) But I get some, and I just love the language and the truths he expresses. In such an incredibly beautiful way. Wow. Very inspiring. Good choice of poetry. You made my evening. And renewed my inspiration about teaching high school English!
Yay, yay! Don't fret about posting poetry Bria, here is one girl who reads them with great pleasure.
I have to admit that that poem is pretty incredibly worded, but I personally prefer such timeless classics as "The Melancholy Pig" and "The Hunt." :) Just to prove that I'm not completely lacking in culture, some other favorites include "The Raven" and "The New Colossus."
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