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MIGGINS STUDIO ARTS- Discover the Art of Brendan Miggins
Sunday, October 31, 2004
THE WINDHOVER
Topic: My Life
I love this poem, its imagery, and the pure sound of it. Thanks Karen for sharing it with me.


THE WINDHOVER

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 sweep 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: sheer plod makes plough down sillion
Shine, and blue-bleak embers, ah my dear,
Fall, gall themselves, and gash gold-vermillion.

-Gerard Manley Hopkins

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