As Kingfishers Catch Fire BY GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS

 The first verse of this  poem is an example of the use of quiddity as it describes the “thusness” and “no otherness” of the world.In the second verse the poet shows how we can see through this world into something beyond it.He shows the transparency of the world even as we  concentrate on perceiving what is.As the poet was a Catholic priest he has written it from a Christian view of Christ and God but the essential meaning can refer to any  religious view point or even to a non religious one as it can be interpreted metaphorically.Indeed itis already metaphorical
As kingfishers catch fire, dragonflies draw flame;
As tumbled over rim in roundy wells
Stones ring; like each tucked string tells, each hung bell’s
Bow 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 What I dó is me: for that I came.
I say móre: the just man justices;
Keeps grace: 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 his
To the Father through the features of men’s faces.

Definition of “quiddity” in English

quiddity

Line breaks: quid|dity

Pronunciation: /ˈkwɪdɪt

quiddity

Line breaks: quid|dity

Pronunciation: /ˈkwɪdɪti/

noun (plural quiddities)

1[MASS NOUN] chiefly Philosophy The inherent nature or essence of someone or something.

2A distinctive feature; a peculiarity:his quirks and quiddities

Origin

Late Middle English: from medieval Latin quidditas, from Latin quid ‘what’.

Words that rhyme with quiddity

acidity, acridity, aridity, avidity, cupidity, flaccidity, fluidity, frigidity, humidity, hybridity, insipidity, intrepidity, limpidity, liquidity, lividity, lucidity, morbidity, placidity, putridity, rabidity, rancidity, rapidity, rigidity, solidity, stolidity, stupidity, tepidity, timidity, torpidity, torridity, turgidity, validity, vapidity

Definition of quiddity in:

noun (plural quiddities)

1[MASS NOUN] chiefly Philosophy The inherent nature or essence of someone or something.

2A distinctive feature; a peculiarity:his quirks and quiddities

Origin

Late Middle English: from medieval Latin quidditas, from Latin quid ‘what’.

Words that rhyme with quiddity

acidity, acridity, aridity, avidity, cupidity, flaccidity, fluidity, frigidity, humidity, hybridity, insipidity, intrepidity, limpidity, liquidity, lividity, lucidity, morbidity, placidity, putridity, rabidity, rancidity, rapidity, rigidity, solidity, stolidity, stupidity, tepidity, timidity, torpidity, torridity, turgidity, validity, vapidity

Definition of quiddity in:

Helped me

Vis a vis the Blackburn Muslims my newsagent who is a Muslim was one of the very few people who said I could call him night or day when my husband was dying.Whereas at the hospital there was no sign of the Chaplain.Though I asked them to contact such a person I forgot while I was attending in the valley of the shadow of death.And I think it was better; for one thing being in A and E. the cubicle was very small.And it also helped all the staff to hear me singing as it made a kind of cocoon in which we were hidden.Of course I didn’t know anyone else could hear me; as if I don’t believe I exist.

My dangerous husband

My husband had a strange knack of leading me into some awkward places.Like we climbed a hill in Wales and he said
We don’t need to go back all that way,I can see a road.The only drawback was that there was an 8 foot high wall where the hill met the tarmac.We jumped down and here I am.Where he is G.O.K.

We were in Devon and walked 2 miles to buy some milk.Instead of taking it back to our cottage he decided we should walk to the sea,climb a cliff [ on a path] which led to a farmyard full of hissing geese on the descent.By the time we reached home we had drunk  all the milk and my knee high boots were covered in mud.It was March 1978 a very cold month.Then he told me to clean my own boots.

I didn’t get married to clean my own boots.It’s a man’s job,like understanding politics and  praying.I am too busy balancing the books.And cooking them.Or I was.

Now it’s cream crackers on toast with rockets.I feel sorry for the tomatoes but did  I create them?

My husband could not eat raw fruit .This proves Evolution is a false theory.Mind you,he wasm’t keen on vegetables either

so his death was self induced a burden to the tax payer.Mind you,I’ll say this for him.He was born at 29 weeks in the kitchen in Teesside  and he kindly died in A and E thus not counting on the official number of old folk who died in hospital this year.You have to be in a ward to count.

Thus it was that I gave my first conscious   live performance as a singer in A and E in Greater London as we call it.

My  petit frere can verify that I have given many unconscious performances as can my ex-boyfriend Arthur.If you hum on a date it’s a sign of something……….. the end of the affair?

The hint of a fuel allowance

Sometimes love is  just enough

The term sin is out of fashion yet its reality continues uninterrupted.

Duty is still meaningful when it’s not a form of control.

Why do people assume an inverse correlation between beauty and brains.Don’t ask me.I’m a muted blonde

Or am I neutered and dyed blonde?

The Queen has maintained  a pleasant silence about Muslims entering Britain.She’s  our ace.

What will  Syrians do in Aberystwyth? Eat rock and ruin their teeth?

I just got my hint of fuel allowance.A bag of lard and a chip pan.

Just because my husband is dead does it mean I can heat only one half of the lounge or the drawing room as some call it? You can’t tell hot air where to go,can you?

Mathematics is no use for keeping me warm.I need to move something other than my brain cells.

I’ve got a little vest.Actually it’s quite big.When I opened the pack I thought,why have they put this giant sized vest here?

Now I know.

I’ve saved a fortune  having this UTI for  9 weeks.I’ve not been out,drunk coffee,bought more newspapers,met anybody.

Why I could save even more by dying! Except they won’t pay me then!

In our image?

 

“When we do not understand another human being, and cannot ignore him, to exert an unconscious pressure on that person to turn him into something that we can understand: many husbands and wives exert this pressure on each other. The effect on the person so influenced is liable to be the repression and distortion, rather than the improvement, of the personality; and no man is good enough to have the right to make another over in his own image.”

T S Eliot

Gas by on the other bride

He took Shirley for entertainment.

He works shark time now.

His wife is in a huddle.

Life is all bright in bed with the cat

They  praise a man  who is is good in bed.Suppose he’s dead?

Sometimes I pass by on the other tide.

I did not take early employment,lately.

I am unfit  for  praying.I never could spell well

An old folk saying is ,we’re in the doldrums.

The Ancient Harasser is in prison now,a lass!

The Trim Streaker is folloiwng me

The end time is fear.

 

 

Tears of mirth

He told me he loved me before  the tide over-ran us
His hands seem to twitch all  over me and   he trembled with tears of mirth
He was the most  underrated blogger of his  entire  degeneration
His words  felt like raindrops on toast.
His talent was  unswitchable his genius a  sorrow  in the dark
His  organ was unique among chartered territory.
His eyes gleamed like traffic signals stuck on  ” no go”
His writing was  hard to put down
He never told me his time frame but I watched him covertly.
He told me I was named in his  bills.I had overspent his money.He divorced me and I over responded by shooting him with my bow and arrow.All things may  go round the bend

 

A world war is never over

A world war is never over.

Versailles may have been Hitler’s  thorn

Ottoman Empire the spoils of France and Britain

Unsettle Middle East.

Men like to defend their honor;

Have no thought  fort he morrow.

that’s not quite what Jesus meant.

He meant trust in God

Not steal and kill regardless of the consequences.

It’s not only Zionists who created Israel.

It suited the  USA to have  a base there  enroute for Russia

Nothing to do with God

nor  much care for the suffering Jews

maybe even less for their brother Palestinians

It’s a strange world which could be beautiful

but the rich have a grip getting stronger all the time

Is this a poem?AmI a woman?Is God still dead?

A word becoming more trendy now:Fascism

Merriam Webster  on word usage
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Every woman adores a Fascist
the boot in the face…………………………from Daddy by Silvia Plath.
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Fascism

When:

Lookups spiked on December 3, 2015.

Why:

Within a few days of each other, writers for Slate and the New York Times and a commentator on CNN all referred to Donald Trump as a “fascist.”

Fascism means “a political philosophy, movement, or regime (as that of the Fascisti) that exalts nation and often race above the individual and that stands for a centralized autocratic government headed by a dictatorial leader, severe economic and social regimentation, and forcible suppression of opposition.”

Fascism comes from an Italian word formed from the Latin word for “bundle” or “group.” In English the word from the same Latin root is fasces(FASS-eez), meaning “a bundle of rods and among them an ax with projecting blade borne before ancient Roman magistrates as a badge of authority.” As a symbol of authority the fasces has endured up to modern times and appeared on government buildings, on U.S. military insignia, and on coins, including the dime.

From the meaning “group,” fasces also came to mean “a politically united group,” and Benito Mussolini’s followers were called fascists as he rose to become Italy’s dictator in the 1920s. The word has since been used for leaders in many other places, and has been used to describe both right-wing and left-wing political groups. In fact, the term has become less specific over time, and a second, broader definition has been added: “very harsh control or authority.”

In writing about the use of the word as an insult, E.B. White wrote in The New Yorker in 1946 that the meaning of fascist had degenerated to the point where “a Fascist is a man who votes the other way”

Human flesh and time

Precious stones reflect to us their light

A coloured love  invested and inspired

I look upon such rings with great delight

Just sun and eyes are all that we require.

 

Beauty and usefulness are  intertwined

Diamonds ,hard, are used to polish stone.

Yet on crowned heads they echo hope divine

That power will  aid the weary and forlorn.

 

For monarchs act like gods  incarnate now

Despotic , or the servants of their flock?

In Coronation rites they take a vow

Though atheists and cynics may each mock.

 

A  jewel ‘s symbolic of that Love sublime

Embodied in  our human flesh and  and time.

 

 

 

An unusual word

  • chalcedony – a precious form of quartz onyx, agate and cornelian are all types of

    Origin of CHALCEDONY [

    Merriam Webster]

    Middle English calcedonie, a precious stone, from Anglo-French, from Late Latin chalcedonius,from Greek Chalkēdōn Chalcedon

    First Known Use: 13th century

    Rhymes with CHALCEDONY

    chalcedony

Rubber face

  • My husband has a rubber face,

    He’s from a subgroup of the human race.

    Some men have faces fixed and set;

    My husband’s face is not like that.

    He imitates our politicians,

    Just like Rory Bremner can.

    Though he has no wig or hair piece,

    He can look like anyone.

    Some nights I waken for I’m laughing

    While I am in the depths of sleep.

    I am dreaming of his mobile features,

    Contorted to a different shape.

    He is skilled at telling jokes.

    And he loves a good cartoon.

    If I ‘m feeling dark and desperate

    He will help me up again.

    He has a rather noble visage.

    He gets attention he abhors.

    In the bar on King’s Cross Station—

    I was asked was he a Lord!

    He’s a Lord of Fun and Humour.

    He’s a Lord at Listening Well.

    He’s unique, but so are you,

    And all creatures that on earth do dwell

My ciel est tombé sur l’étang

Oh, je vois si doux de l’listening..he loup ou est-il mentale?
Oh, Ah, kerbumplof.
Cris, demandant compagnon
Bang mon âme
Dans ta chambre
Ker pluf
Thor.War
Tempêtes de la foudre
Vous Hail
AAAAAAhhhhhhhhh
Moi, oh, moi oh, m’a coincé ici dans mon sillon
Donnez-moi des chocs électriques, le treatment.Sulk silencieuse pour moi, s’il vous plaît, en Argentine.
Screech, crier, je sentais que vous regarder.
Touchez-moi avec une plume
Saupoudrez-moi!
Glou!
Je vois les guêpes autour de votre manteau
Ils vous prennent dans les bras et le PIN de votre cou
Bong!
Ne pas cocme près de moi à nouveau
loups ne sont pas
Eh bien venir!
Je soupire pour mein Mutter
elle est cinglée,
prononcer
Sanglot
Crier
cauchemar
Bruit sourd!
Tu me deteste!
Ne jamais appeler à nouveau lorsque vous êtes déjà ici
Vous n’êtes pas les bienvenus.
Je ferme ma porte
sur le démarrage de votre pied
Oh oui.
Le tonnerre et la foudre
Rentre à la maison maintenant
Ceci est un poème plus susceptibles
mal conçu
Aigle vole pendant que je suis
Tomber une montagne …
Éboulis combustion.
Je ne veux plus jamais vous revoir, babe.My canard.
S’il vous plaît être un amour et laisser me.Cheers
Voilà ok.I vous comprends.
Asp, halètement
Par bot voler!
Pas de bruit
Aucune Dach
gémissement sunds.
Il est temps pour mon thé et biscuits
Je cuisinais deux fois
mais vous étiez
ab ab Un aahaa absent aaab aa
envoyé!
Non non Non
Je ne peux pas vous croire!
Couper cette chaîne et laissez tout sortir à nouveau
Oh, bloggers.Go au lit
Maintenant
Comment
Mein eschreitschzung.Flightschzung.Nachtschzung
blung.blung
efface-moi
Je suis une tache d’encre.
Je veux vos doigts, si propre et courbe
Je vais vous marque et vous donne devoirs
Och, aye
Il est bien venu
Crooner pièges à souris
Voir Rockefeller
abandonner et
Apportez un sac de plath de Sylvia
brouillon.
savait-elle?
At-elle k maintenant?
At-elle la sueur
Coup?
Thud.My ciel est tombé sur l’étang
Ne pas fumer près de moi
Je vais me brûle
Car je vous hais
Ou tout simplement envie votre chapeau et un E pour
platitude
Droom, droom
Dee
Sac
punaise
Ted est allé au lit
où il a passé sa lune de miel
avec une autre femme
Pas avec le second
Mathilda
Ça nous a tous fini au large
Brang.Blong
Eschreitchzung

Fleightschztung

Herr Meightschrung!

Teacher marks the verse 3/10

She’s enthralled with bows of holly.

Tra la etc

She’s no reason for her folly.

Flaunts  she now  her queer apparel

Whilst she haunts the   old beer barrel

Tra lalalalalala

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Critique:

1 Rhyming verse is old fashioned and unpublishable.You need to be destructured and derrida-ised and also deodorised.

2 How can you tie a bow with a holly branch.They prick.So non-realistic but not  quite making it to  the world of truly surreal  fantasy.This  line inhabits a world of its own with no particular attraction to most human beings ,who prefer to live with live beings ,not isolated, meaningless, confused and curmudgeonly lines from amateur poets manque.

3.It may be politically incorrect.That may not concern some people but we must keep up to date.If you wish to  be non PC make that plain but without stating it transparently.Study some government reports

4.How can a living person haunt anyone? Are you following me on Twitter or down the road?Are you suffering from OCD and if so are you in treatment or just making the most of it?Count your blessings  or sheep.Knock,knock.

5.Women don’t like beer much unless  they are sculptors and even then it makes one pee too much.The toilets in Aldeburgh are awful I do agree though that beer does transcend gender in the manner Lacan described in E-creatures.Foucault began this tendency as being French he drank wine  in bed and wrote  on his knees.What with we don’t know.But if you imitate them you will never beget a degree even in hand writing

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I am afraid I have to fail you and I don’t know if you could do better.How about moving to finger painting next term?

Electric Cheetah

Was this Earth designed for life or death,

When wired up cheetahs surf the desert sands

Seeking prey to stave off hunger’s wrath?

This hunt’s repeated over all our lands.

And in deep sea of green we find the curse

Of being pursuer or of becoming prey.

Blood in water looks to me much worse

Yet God requires that we should kneel and pray

Rare flowers can snatch and eat the striped bee

Programmed by genes to fertilize and feed.

I grieve a fierce and violent God exacts a fee.

Even loves to see his creatures as they bleed.

Nature soothes our souls when life’s all green.

Yet tiger springs and cares not when we scream

But you ain’t trickin’ me.

He was always very adamant

He could not change his mind

So I soaked his head in old red wine

Because I am so kind.

 

When he woke up he looked the same

But he spoke so tenderly:

You may  have tricked some other guys.

But you ain’t trickin’ me.

 

I said I knew  no other men;

He was  my heart’s desire.

He threw his water glass at me

And said I was a liar.

 

So then I realised with dread,

My love was utter folly.

I gave him 20 English pounds

To buy himself a lolly.

 

Adamantine’s good for jewels

But not for picking men.

I shall learn my lesson now.

Pray I’ll never sin again.

 

 

Merriam Webster:Adamantine

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This is a very interesting word.I feel it’s pity few students learn Latin or Greek nowadays.Only the most privileged
Word of the Day

adamantine

audio pronunciation
December 08, 2015
adjective
\ad-uh-MAN-teen\
Definition
1
: made of or having the quality of adamant
2
: rigidly firm : unyielding
3
: resembling the diamond in hardness or luster
Examples
The ushers were adamantine in their refusal to let latecomers into the theater.

“Lampard and Pirlo have been adamantine, but even Lampard fell prey to injury this past season.” — Rafael Noboa y Rivera, The Hudson River Blue, 17 June 2015

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Did You Know?
The Greek and Latin word for the hardest imaginable substance, whether applied to a legendary stone or an actual substance, such as diamond, was adamas. Latin poets used the term figuratively for things lasting, firm, or unbending, and the adjective adamantinus was used in similar contexts. The English noun adamant (meaning “an unbreakable or extremely hard substance”), as well as the adjective adamant (meaning “inflexible” or “unyielding”), came from adamas. Adamantine, which also has such figurative uses as “rigid,” “firm,” and “unyielding,” came from adamantinus.Adamas is actually the source of diamond as well. Diamas, the Latin term for diamond, was an alteration of adamas.

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He whom once I loved

He whom once I loved I now do hateHis words and actions shared a harsh disdainRefusing to allow this bitter fateMy boundaries now exclude his bleak terrain.To win me, he displayed a tender care;with courtesy and flattery he disarmed.Then when my heart was opened up and bare.he suddenly removed his wondrous charm.His harshness ,rigid mind and steely heartShowed him a terrorist in my own sweet lands;For, suddenly, our love he broke apartAnd empty was my once outstretched hand.Beware of charm and love bestowed too soonOr you may likewise suffer dread and do

Away with all strangers

The holy and their rivals.
A day with a stranger.
Astray and in danger.
A little down,in Bethlehem tonight
God tests you very, gentlemen.
Deck your balls with  burning  holly
Away with a stranger.
Oh,do not frown in Bethlehem.We keep quite still and sigh.
Angels we have heard such cry
Zion’s fright.Wholly quite.
Spies with lights
Cries and slights
Can women bite?
Men shall fight
All is warm,set me alight
Dance in sight.
Schwardsvalder killed Himmler on sight kirschtartern de la petite chat de Lorraine
Mangled language.
The isthmus worries.
I’m getting buried in the mourning

Left wing vs right wing

C J Stone has written for the Guardian and other newspapers and journals.I find his writing useful and stimulating.He gives  a lot of links to other sites where you can fill  thegaps in your knowledge.

 

Extract:

276I’m getting very tired of the division of the world into “right wing” and “left wing”. It seems to me to be a false dichotomy.

In fact if you listen to the average person, they usually hold a wide variety of views reaching right across the political spectrum.

Often they are anti-immigration (a right wing position) but at the same time they are also quite likely to be sceptical of government propaganda and as vehemently opposed to British participation in foreign adventures in the Middle East as any member of the SWP.

In fact it is entirely possible to hold two entirely contradictory ideas in your head at the same time.

William Blake said: “Do what you will, this world’s a fiction and is made of contradiction.”

I always agree with William Blake.

 

Source: Left wing vs right wing by Chris Stone

The other hand on my tiller

 

I referred in a poem today to the hand of another on my internal  tiller.And for me,I can only allow that when  am very relaxed.Ironically when we tense with anxiety,fear or  excess determination we lose the helping guidance of Love within.

This is incarnation

Walking in the churchyard

Walking through   the graveyard

See the beauty of the church

Built by conquering Normans

On a stone a robin’s perched.

The sun is setting kindly

Ancient brick walls  glow.

Wild wallflowers decorate them

After winter snow.

 

Reminds me of Lyme Regis

and of Beer in Devon.

Cliffs  with fossils  bedded in;

that’s my kind of heaven.

 

Not a room of holy saints

All feeling satisfied

They have got their just desserts.

As sinners hands are tied.

 

For Jesus mixed with  publicans,

With the   lost and whores.

Self satisfaction’s hard to take

As keeping  ancient scores.

 

Jesus was a man,you know.

God needs no more death.

The bones from all these churchyards

Are enough cover for the earth.

 

We can see the liberal notions

Of progress are an error.

Only useless things increase

Which can’t disguise our terror.

 

We don’t need  belief in God

To recognise the wise.

Orient , oh agnus dei,

Killed by western lies.

 

Oh, in the churchyard nowadays

They have no wooden bench.

Cripples cannot have a rest

On bed of homeless wretch.

 

I sat down on a marble  stone

And looked at magic trees.

Where are those lost green men

Whose worship never ceased.