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Written by Gerard Manley Hopkins | Create an image from this poem

As Kingfishers Catch Fire

 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.


Written by Du Fu | Create an image from this poem

Winding River (1)

One petal blossom fly reduce but spring Wind flutter ten thousand points now sorrow person Now watch soon exhaust flower pass eyes Not satisfied much wine enter lip River on little hall nest halcyon bird Decorative border high tomb lie unicorn Careful investigate natural law must seek joy What use undeserved reputation trip up this body
Each piece of flying blossom leaves spring the less, I grieve as myriad points float in the wind. I watch the last ones move before my eyes, And cannot have enough wine pass my lips. Kingfishers nest by the little hall on the river, Unicorns lie at the high tomb's enclosure. Having studied the world, one must seek joy, For what use is the trap of passing honour?
Written by Siegfried Sassoon | Create an image from this poem

Limitations

 If you could crowd them into forty lines! 
Yes; you can do it, once you get a start; 
All that you want is waiting in your head, 
For long-ago you’ve learnt it off by heart. 

. . . . 
Begin: your mind’s the room where you have slept,
(Don’t pause for rhymes), till twilight woke you early. 
The window stands wide-open, as it stood 
When tree-tops loomed enchanted for a child 
Hearing the dawn’s first thrushes through the wood 
Warbling (you know the words) serene and wild.

You’ve said it all before: you dreamed of Death, 
A dim Apollo in the bird-voiced breeze 
That drifts across the morning veiled with showers, 
While golden weather shines among dark trees. 

You’ve got your limitations; let them sing, 
And all your life will waken with a cry: 
Why should you halt when rapture’s on the wing 
And you’ve no limit but the cloud-flocked sky?... 

But some chap shouts, ‘Here, stop it; that’s been done!’— 
As God might holloa to the rising sun, 
And then relent, because the glorying rays 
Remind Him of green-glinting Eden days, 
And Adam’s trustful eyes as he looks up 
From carving eagles on his beechwood cup. 

Young Adam knew his job; he could condense 
Life to an eagle from the unknown immense.... 
Go on, whoever you are; your lines can be 
A whisper in the music from the weirs 
Of song that plunge and tumble toward the sea 
That is the uncharted mercy of our tears. 

. . . . 
I told you it was easy! ... Words are fools 
Who follow blindly, once they get a lead. 
But thoughts are kingfishers that haunt the pools 
Of quiet; seldom-seen: and all you need 
Is just that flash of joy above your dream. 
So, when those forty platitudes are done, 
You’ll hear a bird-note calling from the stream 
That wandered through your childhood; and the sun 
Will strike the old flaming wonder from the waters.... 
And there’ll be forty lines not yet begun.

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