Under the tutelage of Fr. Gerard Manley Hopkins
Clumps of crimson-bright berries clustered close;
Red to catch the light, red to glow in sight,
And numbered, numbering gross
Winter feasts for feeding fowl on berry:
First feed, take flight,
Return to gorge. More! Most
Moist in juice, the cherry
Hued globes - glut of fuel - and sweet in shell; then flight - high and airy.
Would we be so rich in moment,
This shared moment potent,
Fed fully like feathered creatures!
This second excluding no one:
Well in health and playful fun,
Or lost in luck with aching heart.
Wealth is ‘now’: ‘now’ a speeding dart,
‘Now’ a young leader, ‘now’ a truth seeker,
‘Now’ calling himself the Son
Of God. The descent down meant
Rendering also onto Caesar.
Treasure, time, and talent
This eternal minute is a gallant
And noble Teacher,
A giving Teacher, a rich Teacher;
Sharing NOW, a royal Teacher.
Gary Edward Geraci
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Gary Edward Geraci (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Employing and enjoying the palimpsest method with Gerard Manley Hopkins as my muse and his “Binsey Poplars” as the container (the structure) to fill with these new words of my own.
- Category: Reflection
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Good write Gary.
I'm a bit un-cultured (lol). Erm, I'm rather familiar with the poems of Joe Bloggs, but not Hopkins!
You have a 'Joe Bloggs' in the U.S.? Or an equivalent to an 'everyman' or 'any old bloke'?
Thanks Orchidee, I think William Carlos Williams would fit that bill. I’ll have to look up Joe Bloggs. Does he appear here in the MPS catalogue?
Imitating G.M. Hopkins is death, but you've done about as good as can be done.
This poem should be presented left-justified, not on MyPoeticSide's default middle-axis. It's a challenge to get this to work, but it can be done.
See my verses for what you can do with the WordPress word processing function.
You and I are the only people I've found on MyPoeticSide who use their real names.
Not sure you can tell it from any of the verses I've posted so far, but I'm an Anglican Catholic.
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