And after the fire a still small voice.

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God’s Revelation to Elijah

11 Then He said, “Go out, and stand on the mountain before the Lord.” And behold, the Lord passed by, and a great and strong wind tore into the mountains and broke the rocks in pieces before the Lordbut the Lord was not in the wind; and after the wind an earthquake, but the Lord was not in the earthquake; 12 and after the earthquake a fire, but the Lord was not in the fire; and after the fire [a]a still small voice.

13 So it was, when Elijah heard it, that he wrapped his face in his mantle and went out and stood in the entrance of the cave. Suddenly a voice came to him, and said, “What are you doing here, Elijah?”

Footnotes:

  1. 1 Kings 19:12 a delicate whispering voice
New King James Version (NKJV)Scripture taken from the New King James Version®. Copyright © 1982 by Thomas Nelson. Used by permission. All rights reserved.

More poetry of G M Hopkins

           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.

Heaven-Haven

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I did not think that he would teach me hate

I did not think that he would teach me hate
When love was what he falsely spoke to me
Alas, that was the end, the goal,my fate

Once enmeshed ,it’s hard to separate
It’s hard to find the eye with which to see
I did not think that he would teach me hate

What was waiting was ,too soon, too late
With hesitation, love I did agree
Alas, that was the end, the goal,my fate

Did he intend this, did he navigate
Like a lifeboat on a choppy sea?
I did not think that he would teach me hate

I did not send the images he sought
Even that did not make this heart flee
Alas, that was the end, the goal,my fate

How could  love become my enemy
And shame and bitter hate the remedy?
I did not  guess that he would teach me hate
Alas, that was the end, the goal,the  state

Shame or humiliation?

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Two funny looking cats Katherine

From WikiDiff.

https://wikidiff.com/shame/humiliation

Shame vs Humiliation – What’s the difference?

shame | humiliation |

Shame is a synonym of humiliation.

As nouns the difference between shame and humiliation

is that shame is uncomfortable]] or painful feeling due to recognition or consciousness of impropriety, dishonor or other wrong in the opinion of the person experiencing the feeling it is caused by awareness of exposure of circumstances of [[unworthy|unworthiness or of improper or indecent conduct while humiliation is the act of humiliating]] or [[humble#verb|humbling someone; abasement of pride; mortification.

As a interjection shame

is a cry of admonition for the subject of a speech, often used reduplicated, especially in political debates.

As a verb shame

is (obsolete|intransitive) to feel shame, be ashamed.

Other Comparisons: What’s the difference?

shame

English

Noun

()

  • Uncomfortable]] or painful feeling due to recognition or consciousness of impropriety, dishonor or other wrong in the opinion of the person experiencing the feeling. It is caused by awareness of exposure of circumstances of [[unworthy, unworthiness or of improper or indecent conduct.
  • * (William Shakespeare)
Have you no modesty, no maiden shame ?
  • *
, title=(The Celebrity), chapter=5 , passage=When this conversation was repeated in detail within the hearing of the young woman in question, and undoubtedly for his benefit, Mr. Trevor threw shame to the winds and scandalized the Misses Brewster then and there by proclaiming his father to have been a country storekeeper.}}
  • Something to regret.
  • * (William Shakespeare)
guides who are the shame of religion
  • * Evelyn “Champagne” King, in the song Shame
And what you do to me is a shame .
  • Reproach incurred or suffered; dishonour; ignominy; derision.
  • * Bible, (Ezekiel) xxxvi. 6
Ye have borne the shame of the heathen.
  • * (Alexander Pope)
Honour and shame from no condition rise.
  • * (Lord Byron)
And every woe a tear can claim / Except an erring sister’s shame .
  • The cause or reason of shame; that which brings reproach and ignominy.
  • * Shakespeare
guides who are the shame of religion
  • (archaic) That which is shameful and private, especially body parts.
Cover your shame !
Usage notes

* While shame is not generally counted, it is countable, for example *: I felt two shames: one for hurting my friend, and a greater one for lying about it.

Synonyms

* (something regrettable) pity

Derived terms

* body shame * crying shame * shame on you * shamefaced (rel-mid) * shameful * shamefully * shameless * shamelessly (rel-bottom)

Interjection

(en-interj)

  • A cry of admonition for the subject of a speech, often used reduplicated, especially in political debates.
  • 1982 , ” Telecommunications Bill“, Hansard
Mr John Golding: One would not realise that it came from the same Government, because in that letter the Under-Secretary states: “The future of BT’s pension scheme is a commercial matter between BT, its workforce, and the trustees of the pensions scheme, and the Government cannot give any guarantees about future pension arrangements.”
Mr. Charles R. Morris‘: ‘ Shame .
  • 1831 The Bristol Job Nott; or, Labouring Man’s Friend
[…] the Duke of Dorset charged in the list with “not known, but supposed forty thousand per year”” (charitable supposition) had when formerly in office only about 3 or £4,000, and ”has not now, nor when the black list was printed, any office whatever — (Much tumult, and cries of “shame ” and “doust the liars”)
  • (South Africa) Expressing sympathy.
Shame , you poor thing, you must be cold!
Derived terms

* (rel-mid) (rel-bottom)

Verb

(sham)

  • To feel shame, be ashamed.
  • *:
  • *:Broder she said I can not telle yow For it was not done by me nor by myn assente / For he is my lord and I am his / and he must be myn husband / therfore my broder I wille that ye wete I shame me not to be with hym / nor to doo hym alle the pleasyr that I can
  • *(William Shakespeare) (c.1564–1616)
  • *:I do shame / To think of what a noble strain you are.
  • (label) To cause to feel shame.
  • :I was shamed by the teacher’s public disapproval.
  • *(Robert South) (1634–1716)
  • *:Were there but one righteous in the world, he wouldshame the world, and not the world him.
  • To cover with reproach or ignominy; to dishonour; to disgrace.
  • *(Edmund Spenser) (c.1552–1599)
  • *:And with foul cowardice his carcass shame .
  • (label) To mock at; to deride.
  • *
  • *:Ye have shamed the counsel of the poor, because the LORD is his refuge.
Derived terms

* ashamed

References

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humiliation

English

Noun

(en-noun)

  • The act of humiliating]] or [[humble#Verb, humbling someone; abasement of pride; mortification.
  • * {{quote-magazine, date=2013-06-28, author=(Joris Luyendijk)
, volume=189, issue=3, page=21, magazine=(The Guardian Weekly) , title= Our banks are out of control , passage=Seeing the British establishment struggle with the financial sector is like watching an alcoholic […].  Until 2008 there was denial over what finance had become. When a series of bank failures made this impossible, there was widespread anger, leading to the public humiliation of symbolic figures.}}

 

Poetry and humanity

Sketching

https://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2016/may/17/poetry-human-therapy-mental-health

Extract:

Consider what, if encouraged, each of us might cultivate on that vast fallow plain that lies between the extremes of love and death, the weddings and the funerals to which poetry, for most of us, becomes confined. If there were a more broadly accepted sense that we structure reality through language, then poetry becomes a useful tool, as it allows us, to borrow ” our lives, or even to simply arrive at a deeper appreciation of the here and now.Adam Phillips’s term, to “redescribe our lives

Of course this begins with the way poetry is taught in schools, and with a shift from an emphasis on “understanding” to “enjoyment”. As soon as we are told what a poem is or should be rather than being affirmed as an innately human and instinctive form of expression, poetry grows to be seen as the preserve of others. What we are left with, over time, is an impoverished shorthand in the popular imagination, poetry as a sort of doggerel for wooing or mourning. But it can do so much more than this. Poetry can help locate us in the everyday but also remind us of the resounding mystery in life, think of Philip Larkin constructing a religion from water, or William Carlos Williams noticing that red wheelbarrow or Sharon Olds imagining The Pope’s Penis, which “hangs deep in his robes, a delicate clapper at the center of a bell”.

Discovering what we think or feel about something or someone through language, the revivifying effects of the contemplation of objects or memories through words, is something we can all practise – the impulse to do so is one of the things that makes us human. In an age of resources such as the Poetry Archive, well on its way to making available recordings online of nearly all contemporary poets working in the UK, it strikes me that the only thing needed is a shift in the culture.

Nature poetry from the BBC

Trees by Katherine

http://www.bbc.co.uk/poetryseason/poems/the_windhover.shtml

 

The Windhover by Gerard Manley Hopkins

To Christ our Lord

I caught this morning morning’s minion, kingdom
of daylight’s dauphin, dapple-dawn-drawn Falcon, in
his riding
Of the rolling level underneath him steady air, and striding
High there, how he rung upon the rein of a wimpling wing
In his ecstasy! then off, off forth on swing,
As a skate’s heel sweeps smooth on a bow-bend: the hurl
and gliding
Rebuffed the big wind. My heart in hiding
Stirred for a bird, – the achieve of, the mastery of the thing!

Brute beauty and valour and act, oh, air, pride, plume, here
Buckle! AND the fire that breaks from thee then, a billion
Times told lovelier, more dangerous, O my chevalier!

No wonder of it: shèer plòd makes plough down sillion
Shine, and blue-bleak embers, ah my dear,
Fall, gall themselves, and gash gold vermilion.

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