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Who else but Hopkins to wake us up, to dazzle our eyes and ears, and to fill us with expectation? A poem for you on this final Monday of Advent:

from “The Wreck of the Deutschland

                                                Now burn, new born to the world,

                                                Doubled-natured name,

                                The heaven-flung, heart-fleshed, maiden-furled


                Mid-numbered He in three of the thunder-throne!

                Not a dooms-day dazzle in his coming nor dark as he came;

                                Kind, but royally reclaiming his own;

A released shower, let flash to the shire, not a lightning of fire hard-hurled.

                    – Gerard Manley Hopkins


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