A Good Day Deserves a Good Poem

But here’s the thing: poetry is meant for the human voice.

Too often, we leave poetry on the page, reading it in silence so as not to disturb anyone else.

Really?  Poetry ought to disturb, ought to take our brains and hearts and words and shake them, turn them upside-down, set them on a roller-coaster ride.  Rattle my cage, please!

So if you read this, you have to promise me:  read it out loud.  Especially this poem, which is so playful with language, words caressing and biting and clashing like lovers . . . It is meant to be read aloud, poet and reader and poem itself proudly crying out: “What I do is me; for that I came”!

As kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies draw flame
by Gerard Manley Hopkins

As kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies draw flame
As tumbled over rim in roundy wells
Stones ring; like each tucked string tells, each hung bell’s
Bow swung finds tongue to fling out broad its name;
Each mortal thing does one thing and the same:
Deals out that being indoors each one dwells;
Selves—goes itself; myself it speaks and spells,
Crying What I do is me: for that I came.

I say more: the just man justices;
Keeps grace: that keeps all his goings graces;
Acts in God’s eye what in God’s eye he is—
Christ—for Christ plays in ten thousand places,
Lovely in limbs, and lovely in eyes not his
To the Father through the features of men’s faces.

Did this poem move you? Change something in your heart or mood or brain?  Man, I sure hope so.  Tell me!  I’d love to chat with you about it.  Leave a comment or five below:

Advertisements

2 Comments

Filed under Writing

2 responses to “A Good Day Deserves a Good Poem

  1. Ezasdirt

    Read aloud and slowly digested as directed.
    With a lean silhouette this one coarsely revealed eternal bones resonating deeply against my own.
    My feet, having just returned from a time capsule of my youth, were solidly grounded for full energy transfer.
    Wrought lightning for my soul. Thank you!

  2. Thank you–I love this response, as poetic as the post itself!

    ” . . . eternal bones resonating deeply against my own”–yes, yes, yes!

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s