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Apr 10, 2014

Spring and Fall: To A Young Child by Gerard Manley Hopkins


The 2014 National Poetry Month Blog Tour is hosted by Serena at Savvy Verse and Wit to celebrate poets and poetry in April. Let me share one of my favorite poems.

Spring and Fall
  by Gerard Manley Hopkins
              to a young child

Márgarét, áre you gríeving
Over Goldengrove unleaving?
Leáves, like the things of man, you
With your fresh thoughts care for, can you?
Ah! ás the heart grows older
It will come to such sights colder
By and by, nor spare a sigh
Though worlds of wanwood leafmeal lie;
And yet you will weep and know why.
Now no matter, child, the name:
Sórrow's spríngs áre the same.
Nor mouth had, no nor mind, expressed
What heart heard of, ghost guessed:
It ís the blight man was born for,
It is Margaret you mourn for.

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My thoughts: I fell in love with this short poem by Gerard Manley Hopkins when our English teacher introduced it to us in our first year in college. A published poet herself, she read it with such clarity and conviction and feeling that I felt I was able to understand Margaret and feel just as she did!

Margaret the young child has seen the renewal of spring and is just now realizing what autumn means, when the leaves turn golden and fall - the end of spring and summer, the end of life or of innocence. Hopkins turns this into a moral or insight into human nature and predicts that Margaret, in her youth, is just now seeing a side of life that she will become used to as she grows older, something that will cease to amaze or distress her as time passes.

What are your reactions to the poem and what do you take from it?
How do you respond to the rhythm and the rhyme of the lines?
Try reading it out loud for the full effect.


Born at Stratford, Essex, England, on July 28, 1844, Gerard Manley Hopkins is regarded as one the Victorian era's greatest poets. 

He was raised in a prosperous and artistic family. He attended Balliol College, Oxford, in 1863, where he studied Classics. In 1864, Hopkins first read John Henry Newman's Apologia pro via sua, which discussed the author's reasons for converting to Catholicism. Two years later, Newman himself received Hopkins into the Roman Catholic Church. Hopkins soon decided to become a priest himself, and in 1867 he entered a Jesuit novitiate near London. At that time, he vowed to "write no more...unless it were by the wish of my superiors." Hopkins burnt all of the poetry he had written to date and would not write poems again until 1875.

He spent nine years in training at various Jesuit houses throughout England. He was ordained in 1877 and for the next seven years carried his duties teaching and preaching in London, Oxford, Liverpool, Glasgow, and Stonyhurst. In 1875, Hopkins began to write again after a German ship, the Deutschland, was wrecked during a storm at the mouth of the Thames River. Many of the passengers, including five Franciscan nuns, died. Although conventional in theme, Hopkins poem "The Wreck of the Deutschland" introduced what Hopkins called "sprung rhythm." By not limiting the number of "slack" or unaccented syllables, Hopkins allowed for more flexibility in his lines and created new acoustic possibilities. In 1884, he became a professor of Greek at the Royal University College in Dublin. He died five years later from typhoid fever.

 Although his poems were never published during his lifetime, his friend poet Robert Bridges edited a volume of Hopkins' Poems that first appeared in 1918. In addition to developing new rhythmic effects, Hopkins was also very interested in ways of rejuvenating poetic language. He regularly placed familiar words into new and surprising contexts. He also often employed compound and unusual word combinations. As he wrote to in a letter to Bridges, "No doubt, my poetry errs on the side of oddness…" Twentieth century poets such as W.H. Auden, Dylan Thomas, and Charles Wright have enthusiastically turned to his work for its inventiveness and rich aural patterning. - See more at: http://www.poets.org/poet.php/prmPID/284#sthash.JeZaYNwR.dpuf

Sep 5, 2013

Backyard Flowerbed Centerpiece



We planted this flowerbed this summer with marigolds, zinnia, and a few blue and purple flowers in the center, a nice centerpiece to sit around right outside the back door. My husband plans to make it larger and to add wildflowers. This spot gets a lot of sun in the days. 

Sep 4, 2013

Wordless Wednesday: Peace Rose

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photo by Harvee
The star of my backyard garden.

Aug 31, 2013

Wildflower Wednesday: Clover




Wild clover on a sidewalk in Toyohashi, Japan. Caught two weeks ago on our morning walk to the coffee shop. It stayed on the flower long enough for me to take this picture. 

The butterfly is a Pale Grass Blue, native to Asia. I was delighted to see it feeds on clover blossoms.

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Aug 30, 2013

Japanese Maple: Green


I went under the tree in summer to take this photo some years back. This ornamental maple is getting more straggly due to the clay soil but it still looks good in the front yard. The leaves will turn yellow in the fall. 

Aug 28, 2013

Wordless Wednesday: Day lilies

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I must have taken this photo at night. Hence the dark background.

Aug 27, 2013

Purple cone flowers


Someone saw birds selecting seeds from a row of purple cone flowers last year and thought it would be great to plant them in the garden. Why attract only butterflies and bees with flowers. Why not plant to draw birds as well?

I got a shot of this flower bed in front of a public building, with its combination of cone flowers, daylilies, and yellow daisies.

Aug 26, 2013

Pachysandra Gone Wild

Pachysandra terminalis 

This is the hardy groundcover, Pachysandra terminalis (Japanese Spurge), which I planted several years ago in the back yard, to cover a dip in the ground left after a cottonwood tree was removed by the former house owner. Now this creeping vine has spread in a thick cover where chipmunks hide.

Unfortunately, now it harbors mice or small rats which I saw darting out to feed on the birdseed that have fallen to the ground. This weekend we'll mow half of the pachysandra down and confine it to the dip in the ground. It had moved over into the grass, and though it looks lovely, it's gone wild, in more sense than one!

I may even stop feeding the birds for a while to make sure the rodents clear out. Where is that roving black neighborhood cat, the one that used to patrol the backyard in the mornings, now that I need it?


Aug 24, 2013

Pink Lotus




This lovely pink lotus was in water in a huge pot at the front door of a hotel in Irago, Japan by the sea. The pink lotus is considered by Buddhists as the "supreme lotus"; lotus flowers are the symbol of purity.

I got a shot of the lotus seeds in the pod as well as this almost perfect bud. 

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