Poem-A-Day: Gerard Manley Hopkins, As kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies draw flame

	July 21, 2012 Today's poem appears in Poems and Prose, published by Penguin Classics. More from this author Other Hopkins Poems 'The child is father to the man.' Carrion Comfort God's Grandeur I Wake and Feel the Fell of Dark, Not Day Peace You can unsubscribe from our Poem-A-Day emails at at anytime—either completely, or until next April. Academy of American Poets 75 Maiden Lane Suite 901 New York, NY 10038 212-274-0343 academy@poets.org		As kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies dráw fláme by Gerard Manley Hopkins As kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies dráw fláme; 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 Whát I do is me: for that I came. Í say móre: the just man justices; Kéeps gráce: thát keeps all his goings graces; Acts in God's eye what in God's eye he is— Chríst—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. Share Digg StumbleUpon Facebook E-mail to Friend