December 2008
10 posts
God's Grandeur by Gerard Manley Hopkins
The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
And wears man’s smudge and shares man’s smell: the soil
Is bare now, nor...
“I heard the crash on the highway but I didn’t hear nobody pray.”
– A classic old-time song a la WNCW.
“Once you got two, it’s like you got twenty anyways.”
– Lady on the bus, on children
My shadow is already getting long — 50+ feet. And, it’s only 3:30 pm. Welcome to winter in New England.
