Saturday, May 13, 2006

My writing prompt for today is going to be .... spring, and i'm going to try to follow the rhythm of this poem by Gerard Manley Hopkins.


Nothing is so beautiful as spring—
--When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush;
--Thrush's eggs look little low heavens, and thrush
Through the echoing timber does so rinse and wring
The ear, it strikes like lightings to hear him sing;
--The glassy peartree leaves and blooms, they brush
--The descending blue; that blue is all in a rush
With richness; the racing lambs too have fair their fling.

What is all this juice and all this joy?
--A strain of the earth's sweet being in the beginning
In Eden garden.—Have, get, before it cloy,
--Before it cloud, Christ, lord, and sour with sinning,
Innocent mind and Mayday in girl and boy,
--Most, O maid's child, thy choice and worthy the winning.


chiefbiscuit said...

Amazing! I love Hopkins and you had a hard task - but I believe you did it - very clever writing - some sumptious choices of words and language. Well done. I love it.

Sarah said...

Oh you're flattering me too much, chiefbiscuit. That poem WAS one of Hopkins - my copy of his rhythm is far too poor to show, but I had fun trying!

chiefbiscuit said...

Yes ... I see now! Oops!! *blush* I guess I was so very tired. But now it is morning and I am all bright-eyed and bushy-tailed again - and can see my mistake :~ I still think you have a great way with words!!

Sarah said...

Thanks, chiefbiscuit!