Thursday, March 20<\/p>\n
Weather.com’s “Countdown to Spring” live clock tells us that Spring begins at midnight tonight. Thursday morning, we wake into Spring. Gerard Manley Hopkins, sj writes “Spring” as lush with beaty and relief and delight (“the racing lambs too have fair their fling.”). Fleeting beauty takes my breath away and sets my table with profligate smiles, wooing me to let go and revel at the first unmistakable signs of new life, to risk delight even though I know that such beauty is not the whole story. Risking deligh, though, is a real part of the whole story. “Risk it,” says Hopkins.<\/p>\n
I had been hoping for a lot more rain on Wednesday to use the high 40s and the breezes to melt a lot more of the tired snow that hasn’t found a way to leave gracefully yet. But I saw this morning, near the fountain, very tiny shoots peeking out of the winter earth. They were worth smiling about.<\/p>\n
I may miss tomorrow’s post — I’ll be at Creighton U in Omaha. Have a good weekend.<\/p>\n
john sj<\/p>\n
Spring<\/strong> Nothing is so beautiful as Spring \u2013 What is all this juice and all this joy? Thursday, March 20 Weather.com’s “Countdown to Spring” live clock tells us that Spring begins at midnight tonight. Thursday morning, we wake into Spring. Gerard Manley Hopkins, sj writes “Spring” as lush with beaty and relief and delight (“the racing lambs … Continue reading
\nBY GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS<\/p>\n
\nWhen weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush;
\nThrush\u2019s eggs look little low heavens, and thrush
\nThrough the echoing timber does so rinse and wring
\nThe ear, it strikes like lightnings to hear him sing;
\nThe glassy peartree leaves and blooms, they brush
\nThe descending blue; that blue is all in a rush
\nWith richness; the racing lambs too have fair their fling.<\/p>\n
\nA strain of the earth\u2019s sweet being in the beginning
\nIn Eden garden. \u2013 Have, get, before it cloy,
\nBefore it cloud, Christ, lord, and sour with sinning,
\nInnocent mind and Mayday in girl and boy,
\nMost, O maid\u2019s child, thy choice and worthy the winning.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"