Why I admire the poet Stanley Kunitz

Today would have been Stalney Kunitz's birthday. This little clip from you tube is in fond memory and admiration for his passion, dedication and conviction to have become the masterful ,lyrical poet that he was. He lives on though his words and the gift of his passionate will be passed in the words of his poems. I would add that ,"the world is charged with the gradeur" of poems and the poetic nature that resides in our daily toils and ways of being."nature is never spent,There lies the dearest, freshest,deep down things"- is that not a description of "ourselves..."


God's Grandeur

BY GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS

The world is charged with the grandeur of God.
It will flame out, like shining from shook foil;
It gathers to a greatness, like the ooze of oil
Crushed. Why do men then now not reck his rod?
Generations have trod, have trod, have trod;
And all is seared with trade; bleared, smeared with toil;
And wears man's smudge and shares man's smell: the soil
Is bare now, nor can foot feel, being shod.

And for all this, nature is never spent;
There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black West went
Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs —
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings.