Tuesday, September 25, 2018

The Windhover by Gerard Manley Hopkins

I caught this morning morning's minion, king-  
  dom of daylight's dauphin, dapple-dawn-drawn Falcon, in his riding  
  Of the rolling level underneath him steady air, and striding  
High there, how he rung upon the rein of a wimpling wing  
In his ecstasy! then off, off forth on swing,
  As a skate's heel sweeps smooth on a bow-bend: the hurl and gliding  
  Rebuffed the big wind. My heart in hiding  
Stirred for a bird,—the achieve of; the mastery of the thing!  
  
Brute beauty and valour and act, oh, air, pride, plume, here  
  Buckle! AND the fire that breaks from thee then, a billion
Times told lovelier, more dangerous, O my chevalier!  
  
  No wonder of it: shéer plód makes plough down sillion  
Shine, and blue-bleak embers, ah my dear,  
  Fall, gall themselves, and gash gold-vermillion. 
Another of my favourite poems (and poet).

Friday, August 24, 2018

Sunday, August 19, 2018

NZ National Poetry Day 24 August 2018

National Poetry Day will be celebrated across New Zealand on Friday 24 August with public poetry readings and other events.

I will be joining a number of other poets at 1.00 pm at the Wellington Library where we will doing a sort of 'tag team' set of readings. Come along and be entertained. More details below.


Wednesday, March 28, 2018

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