I have desired to go
Where springs not fail,
To fields where flies no sharp and sided hail
And a few lilies blow.
And I have asked to be
Where no storms come,
Where the green swell is in the havens dumb,
And out of the swing of the sea.
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A Nun Takes A VeilGerard Manley Hopkins
April 23, 2013 at 8:41 am
It’s like a window into sanity, or reality. Maybe they are the same thing. I’ve felt less connected recently, and this photo is a good reminder that I need to take time to find moments in my day to connect. To my family, to the outdoors, to something other than a simulacrum.
April 23, 2013 at 6:49 pm
Thanks, Toby. I agree. Funny – the poem is often called, “A Nun Takes a Veil” referring to her entrance into a convent, but it also evokes entrance into heaven, or maybe as Heaney says, seventh heaven as a sixth sense. I often find myself not believing in an afterlife, but when I do hope for it, I always think of sky and sea and grass, much like this, or perhaps Tolkien’s evocation of “a far green country…” That is something I certainly can hope for. That and understanding.
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