Monday Manuscript

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I will not be deterred by random sneak attacks of snow and ice.  I will NOT.  I will celebrate the tenacity and verve of the crocuses.

Here is one of my favorite poems – I was introduced to this poet in college by one of my most beloved professors.  He (the professor, not the poet) took us outside on a spring day, and had us read Mr. Hopkins in time with the sunshine.

My sweet little literature loving heart was full to the brim, I tell you.

Pied Beauty by Gerald Manley Hopkins

Glory be to God for dappled things –
   For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow;
      For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim;
Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches’ wings;
   Landscape plotted and pieced – fold, fallow, and plough;
      And áll trádes, their gear and tackle and trim.
All things counter, original, spare, strange;
   Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?)
      With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim;
He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change:
                                Praise him.

Source: Gerard Manley Hopkins: Poems and Prose (Penguin Classics, 1985)

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