Poet Gerard Manley Hopkins

Gerard Manley Hopkins

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willwantwrites: this is a NO POETRY ZONE (except that gerard manley hopkins guy, he’s allowed)

maestrojmc: Gerard Manley Hopkins might be the best poet; certainly he has the best command of the musical and rhythmic potential of the English language.

alinaderzad: "God's Grandeur" by Gerard Manley Hopkins (Favorite Poem Project)

AlisonTyler: "A windpuff-bonnet of fáwn-fróth 5 Turns and twindles over the broth Of a pool so pitchblack, féll-frówning, It rounds and rounds Despair to drowning." —Gerard Manley Hopkins *I took a video of a fountain and filtered it through neon.

intercablebot: Enjoy Gerard Manley Hopkins writing modern poetry in the experimental student film 'Corn Flakes'

kristenamears: This was the prized, the desirable sight, unsought, presented so easily, Parted me leaf and leaf, divided me, eyelid and eyelid of slumber. — Gerard Manley Hopkins

CorArdens: Gerard Manley Hopkins SJ - Holyrood.

hcuelannaleuch: I fed some Gerard Manley Hopkins into the neural net and it did its best: "...And this is the land, the land of my life, Where I came, there my father dwelt by the road with his Shining-gold"

RiderStrong: In a nice twist, the genius of Fleabag Season 2 has brought me back to the genius of Gerard Manley Hopkins.

qikipedia: Word of the day: SHIVELIGHT - lances of sunshine that pierce the canopy of a wood. Coined by Gerard Manley Hopkins (Image: Heiko Behrendt)

RoisinRadio: I dreamt last night that I was back in my undergrad and my lecturer popped up to ask how my poetry thesis was going which was how I found out I had a week to write 10,000 words on Gerard Manley Hopkins and this is why I'm never going back to academia

VIgnatowitsch: " And my lament Is cries countless, cries like dead letters sent To dearest him that lives alas! away." from "I wake and feel the fell of dark, not day" one of Gerard Manley Hopkins's (1844–1889) Terrible Sonnets

jonmsweeney: Gerard Manley Hopkins, sketch

welfordwrites: The originality of Gerard Manley Hopkins

TinaPuntasecca: Because on of my favorite poets, Gerard Manley Hopkins, wrote a poem called "Pied Beauty," which says "glory be to g-d for Dappled things/.../all things counter original, spare, strange/whatever fickle, fresh, freckled (who know how)..."

TinaPuntasecca: Gerard Manley Hopkins, as a human and as a wordsmith--queer as f*ck. A part of my lineage. But back to the point.

Worthies: "SUMMER ends now; now, barbarous in beauty, the stooks rise Around; up above, what wind-walks! what lovely behaviour Of silk-sack clouds! has wilder, wilful-wavier Meal-drift moulded ever and melted across skies?" Perfect from Gerard Manley Hopkins.

_tedkim_: My friends, this morning, here is my benediction: May the Peace of God rest on you. “(Peace) comes with work to do, he does not come to coo, He comes to brood and sit.” ~ Gerard Manley Hopkins

dianabutlerbass: "Poetry is speech framed for contemplation." -Gerard Manley Hopkins

MichaelMoran49: Which poet's family of brothers runs a brewery? Gérard Manley Hopkins

CTKaltwasser: A good one, classic! Pied Beauty by Gerard Manley Hopkins -

jeremystark: or, if you don't want to click through, contemplate the name "Gerard Manley Hopkins."

benedictrogers: 2/3 For the next eight days I will be in silent prayer, contemplation, meditation and reflection, following the principles of the Spiritual Exercises of St Ignatius of Loyola. I will also be reading poetry, especially Gerard Manley Hopkins. Check out ‘God’s Grandeur’, for example

jeffwiesner: "The just man justices." —Gerard Manley Hopkins

MBRoberts4004: And a reflection on god's Grandeur

FrGeoffHorton: Gerard Manley Hopkins and the core of your identity

GrimesSeamus: The Poet’s Eye: Gerard Manley Hopkins’ "Margaret Clitheroe" -

IncolaEgoSum: From a sermon of Fr Gerard Manley Hopkins


PortlaoiseParis: Gerard Manley Hopkins ‘Pied Beauty’ on the cover this week to announce ‘The Season of Creation’

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Paladins, Paladins, Youth Noble-Hearted
 by Don Marquis

Galahads, Galahads, Percivals, gallop!
Bayards, to the saddle!-the clangorous trumpets,
Hoarse with their ecstasy, call to the mellay.
Paladins, Paladins, Rolands flame-hearted,
Olivers, Olivers, follow the bugles!

Girt with the glory and glamor of power,
Error sits throned in the high place of justice;

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