A poem for today – Spring


Nothing is so beautiful as Spring –
When weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush;
Thrush’s eggs look little low heavens, and thrush
Through the echoing timber does so rinse and wring
The ear, it strikes like lightnings to hear him sing;

The glassy peartree leaves and blooms, they brush
The descending blue; that blue is all in a rush
With richness; the racing lambs too have fair their fling.



What is all this juice and all this joy?
A strain of the earth’s sweet being in the beginning
In Eden garden. – Have, get, before it cloy,
Before it cloud, Christ, lord, and sour with sinning,
Innocent mind and Mayday in girl and boy,
Most, O maid’s child, thy choice and worthy the winning.

Gerard Manley Hopkins

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3 Responses to A poem for today – Spring

  1. Menagerie says:

    I walked around the edge of the driveway and all around the cabin today taking pictures of all the dogwoods out amongst the trees, the hillside of azalea bushes, and more azalea out wild in the woods.

    I circled the cabin, up and down the drive. Beauty everywhere.


  2. Lucille says:

    The world’s top 5 destinations for spring flowers

    See over seven million spring flowers bloom in the Keukenhof Gardens, The Netherlands

    Liked by 1 person

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