The Solitary Walker

The world's beauty and wonder, its mystery and diversity . . . Let's not forget. Snow The room was suddenly rich and the great ...

Rural scene, a rural scene, / Sweet especial rural scene. GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS Binsey Poplars Under a broad sky, / In the peaceful light...

It's too late now. There is no turning back. I am no saint. But sinner's near the mark, Counting my errors on this endless track, Co...

Since we're all looking forward so much to springtime, I really must quote one more sonnet by Hopkins. Spring Nothing is so beautifu...

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 ...