Cord Blood and God’s Grandeur

How is a pulsating organ like a Hopkins poem?    Come on, work with me, here.

P.S. — Hopkins’ dying words were, “I am so happy, I am so happy. I loved my life.”

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  • http://www.indiatoappleton.blogspot.com Nancy

    Thanks for reminding me of that poem . . . I had my good ole Norton’s Anthology out last Friday, and haven’t put it away yet. Now I know why.

  • http://remnantofremnant.blogspot.com priest’s wife

    May we all have last words like that


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