Four weeks into the school year, and that stack of prereading for school has lost some of it’s freshness. 😉 I seem to want to read anything but what I’m “supposed” to read! But the effort of will it took to get myself caught up in How to Read Slowly was rewarded today, when I was introduced to a new-to-me poem by Gerard Manley Hopkins. It seemed wonderfully appropriate for this breezy autumn day. 🙂
Hurrahing in Harvest
Summer ends now; now, barbarous in beauty, the stooks rise
Around; up above, what wind-walks! what lovely behaviour
Of silk-sack clouds! has wilder, wilful-wavier
Meal-drift moulded ever and melted across skies?
I walk, I lift up, I lift up heart, eyes,
Down all that glory in the heavens to glean our Saviour;
And, éyes, heárt, what looks, what lips yet gave you a
Rapturous love’s greeting of realer, of rounder replies?
And the azurous hung hills are his world-wielding shoulder
Majestic—as a stallion stalwart, very-violet-sweet!—
These things, these things were here and but the beholder
Wanting; which two when they once meet,
The heart rears wings bold and bolder
And hurls for him, O half hurls earth for him off under his feet.
I was unfamiliar with this poem also, Anna, and have now just upon seeing your post on Facebook spent a good half-hour reading more about it. Thank you for a beautiful start to my day. May God be praised!
So glad it was a blessing, Cindi!