POEM IN YOUR POCKET





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As Kingfishers Catch Fire, Dragonflies Draw Flame

As kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies dráw fláme;As tumbled over rim in roundy wellsStones ring; like each tucked string tells, each hung bell’sBow 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 hisTo the Father through the features of men’s faces.Gerard Manley HopkinsAs Kingfishers Catch Fire,Dragonflies Draw FlameAs kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies dráw fláme;As tumbled over rim in roundy wellsStones ring; like each tucked string tells, each hung bell’sBow 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 hisTo the Father through the features of men’s faces.

Gerard Manley Hopkins


If the World Was Crazy
If the world was crazy, you know what I'd eat?A big slice of soup and a whole quart of meat,A lemonade sandwich, and then I might trySome roasted ice cream or a bicycle pie,A nice notebook salad, an underwear roast,An omelet of hats and some crisp cardboard toast,A thick malted milk made from pencils and daisies,And that's what I'd eat if the world was crazy.If the world was crazy, you know what I'd wear?A chocolate suit and a tie of eclair,Some marshmallow earmuffs, some licorice shoes,And I'd read a paper of peppermint news.I'd call the boys "Suzy" and I'd call the girls "Harry,"I'd talk through my ears, and I always would carryA paper umbrella for when it grew hazyTo keep in the rain, if the world was crazy.If the world was crazy, you know what I'd do?I'd walk on the ocean and swim in my shoe,I'd fly through the ground and I'd skip through the air,I'd run down the bathtub and bathe on the stair.When I met somebody I'd say "G'bye, Joe,"And when I was leaving--then I'd say "Hello."And the greatest of men would be silly and lazySo I would be king...if the world was crazy.

Shel Silverstein

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