FROM MY BALCONY

 AS KINGFISHERS CATCH FIRE...


As kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies draw flame ;

As tumbled over rim in roundy wells

Stones ring ; as each plucked 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 its self ; ' Myself ' it speaks and spells,

Crying 'What I do is Me :  for that I came.




Gerard Manley Hopkins


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