Other Week 1 Resources
MUSIC/VIDEOS
POETRY
As Kingfishers Catch Fire
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 do is me: for that I came. I say more: the just man justices; Keeps grace: thát keeps all his goings graces; Acts in God's eye what in God's eye he is — Christ — 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.
- Gerard Manley Hopkins, SJ
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In the Valley of the Elwy
I remember a house where all were good To me, God knows, deserving no such thing: Comforting smell breathed at very entering, Fetched fresh, as I suppose, off some sweet wood. That cordial air made those kind people a hood All over, as a bevy of eggs the mothering wing Will, or mild nights the new morsels of Spring: Why, it seemed of course; seemed of right it should. Lovely the woods, waters, meadows, combes, vales, All the air things wear that build this world of Wales; Only the inmate does not correspond: God, lover of souls, swaying considerate scales, Complete thy creature dear O where it fails, Being mighty a master, being a father and fond.
- Gerard Manley Hopkins, SJ
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Holy Sonnets: Batter my heart, three-person'd God
Batter my heart, three-person'd God, for you As yet but knock, breathe, shine, and seek to mend; That I may rise and stand, o'erthrow me, and bend Your force to break, blow, burn, and make me new. I, like an usurp'd town to another due, Labor to admit you, but oh, to no end; Reason, your viceroy in me, me should defend, But is captiv'd, and proves weak or untrue. Yet dearly I love you, and would be lov'd fain, But am betroth'd unto your enemy; Divorce me, untie or break that knot again, Take me to you, imprison me, for I, Except you enthrall me, never shall be free, Nor ever chaste, except you ravish me.
- John Donne
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Don't Worry
Things take the time they take. Don't
worry
How many roads did St. Augustine follow
before he became St. Augustine?
- Mary Oliver
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Everyone now and again wonders about those questions that have no ready answers: first cause, God's existence, what happens when the curtain goes down and nothing stops it, not kissing, not going to the mall, not the Super Bowl.
"Wild roses," I said to them one morning. "Do you have the answers? And if you do, would you tell me?"
The roses laughed softly. "Forgive us," they said. "But as you can see, we are just now entirely busy being roses."
- Mary Oliver
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Moments
There are moments that cry out to be fulfilled. Like, telling someone you love them. Or giving your money away, all of it.
Your heart is beating, isn’t it? You’re not in chains, are you?
There is nothing more pathetic than caution when headlong might save a life, even, possibly, your own.
- Mary Oliver
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Someone who does not run
toward the allure of love
walks a road where nothing lives.
- Rumi
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You have made us for yourself, O Lord,
and our hearts are restless until they rest in you.
- St. Augustine