A previous reading of "Pied Beauty" inspired me to write more poetry about the beauty of nature and that we can give praise to our Maker for it all. I wrote my own pied poem here: https://chandagriese.substack.com/p/a-fine-magpie
I love Hopkins' sense of sound -- "Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches’ wings . . . Whatever is fickle, freckled . . . " These words feel good in the mouth. :)
For the unique twi-natured Son,
For Jacob's speckled lambs,
For the begging father's unbelieving faith,
For the begun good work not yet done.
A previous reading of "Pied Beauty" inspired me to write more poetry about the beauty of nature and that we can give praise to our Maker for it all. I wrote my own pied poem here: https://chandagriese.substack.com/p/a-fine-magpie
This luminous work is exactly what I needed to redeem my stressful day with this call to recognize eternal beauty in our temporal frame!
I love Hopkins' sense of sound -- "Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches’ wings . . . Whatever is fickle, freckled . . . " These words feel good in the mouth. :)
Ha, I was just reading this specific poem earlier today.