Wonderful echoes of Manley Hopkins, “Glory be to God for dappled things.”
I love the line “Landscapes scoped, scraped, scrapped, routed, reborn.” This reminded me of the Hopkins line “Generations have trod, have trod, have trod” and following.
I had to look up the “hour nine”- when Christ died(!) Brilliant.
And the style of the picture had a minor key melody of recycled beauty. Thank you all!
Wonderful echoes of Manley Hopkins, “Glory be to God for dappled things.”
I love the line “Landscapes scoped, scraped, scrapped, routed, reborn.” This reminded me of the Hopkins line “Generations have trod, have trod, have trod” and following.
I had to look up the “hour nine”- when Christ died(!) Brilliant.
And the style of the picture had a minor key melody of recycled beauty. Thank you all!
Sounds like such a wonderful book!
Well written!
I see you, Hopkins!
This is lovely. And I'm excited to learn about the Faith in the Arts podcast, too!
I love this poem. I never thought about thanking God for lost things. It's beautiful.