i thank You God for most this amazing
day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes
(i who have died am alive again today,
and this is the sun's birthday; this is the birth
day of life and of love and wings:and of the gay
great happening illimitably earth)
how should tasting touching hearing seeing
breathing any--lifted from the no
of all nothing--human merely being
doubt unimaginable You?
(now the ears of my ears awake and
now the eyes of my eyes are opened)
ee cummings
- I, Like The View
- no man is an island, a woman might be
- start in the middle and spread out in all directions - like the view; the beginning is too long ago and the end is too far away: start now. . .
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a lovely helpful random ♥ rabble:
girls and boys come out to play, go on - you know you want to. . .
circle of clues camper
and proud of it. . .
what a to do. . .
festivities on a friday:
get the feeling!
a fruitful friday
. . .and for mel
(I'm growing vegetables!)
frets but no regrets
life is short - break the rules: forgive quickly, kiss slowly, love truly, laugh often, cry sometimes... but never regret anything that made you smile...
does santa need a helper?
no! but let's celebrate together:
jingle shells
HEY! I have a glass. . .
YOU CALLED?
a true friend gave me this
I'd like to share it with you
like a clock whose hands are spinning
need to borrow this?
be my guest, but there's a queue
rock paper scissors?
with love from france
j is for jack-o-lantern
guess what the tide washed up? ME!!
*waves* ;-)
a bientot cheri(e)s
(no, I'm not calling you a cherry, it's French for sweet one)
holes
HEPWORTH
the time has come. . .
. . .I am in need of a helping hand
I could have danced
all night. . .
 | 91 As a 1930s wife, I am |
with love from mig!
one lost soul - wish you were here
tied up?
tied together?
tied down?
if u know who they r. . .
. . .why didn't you tell me!
thank you, mig
busy busy busy
language. . .
i like the view!
and I love typography
my best ever read
| I'll Get a Tattoo of Initials |
 proud of who I am & who ♥s me! |
you have unpicked the stitches I so carefully placed around my heart
happy or positive = everything
how I'm getting by. . .
and if you believe this. . .
. . .you'll believe anything!
on Valentine's Day, kisses win over being someone's ex. . .
7 comments:
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 told 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-vermilion.
-- Gerard Manley Hopkins
OK, that didn't publish like I wanted it to, so here is a link to how it should have come out...The Windhover
C:)
thank you, that is beautiful!
:-)
'now the eyes of my eyes are opened'
If only.
I thought of you when I found this yeasterday and almost posted it in your comment column
but then thought you might like to read it here. . .
it was for you dave, get well soon
XXX
It IS beautiful....might haffta steal it.....
*sending get well wishes to dave*
I didn't realise ee cummings was so lyrical, always thoiught he was more of a cynical type. Obviously my education needs enlarging. Gorgeous poem.
(I love Gerard Manley Hopkins)
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