Editor's Note: I'm tempted to simply write, "Ta-da!" Wow, I just did! Behold the final post that includes "God's Grandeur" all written out on the screen. Many thanks to Martin Dickinson (@dickinsonpoet) for putting this together, especially during the season of Advent.
This inspiring poem was written in February and March of 1877.
In his sermons and devotional writings Hopkins observes: “all things therefore are charged with love, are charged with God and if we know how to touch them give off sparks and take fire, yield drops and flow, ring and tell of him.”
And here, in all its glory, is the poem by Hopkins that inspired Stanley Kunitz:
The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
And wears man’s smudge and shares man’s smell: the soil
Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.
And for all this, nature is never spent;
There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black West went
Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs—
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.
─ Gerard Manley Hopkins
Icon of Gerard Manley Hopkins by William Hart McNichols