BrookeLanier

[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; Selvesgoes 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 though the features of men's faces.

Brooke Lanier