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


Anonymous said...

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

Anonymous said...

OK, that didn't publish like I wanted it to, so here is a link to how it should have come out...The Windhover


I, still, like the views said...

thank you, that is beautiful!


Dave said...

'now the eyes of my eyes are opened'

If only.

I, still, like the views said...

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


Dave said...


Mel said...

It IS beautiful....might haffta steal it.....

*sending get well wishes to dave*

mig bardsley said...

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)