The Dappled Things of Beauty
Continuing the last post’s theme, I share a poem with you:
Glory be to God for dappled things –
For skies of couple-colour as a brinded cow;
For rose-moles all in stipple upon trout that swim;
Fresh-firecoal chestnut-falls; finches’ wings;
Landscape plotted and pieced – fold, fallow, and plough;
And áll trádes, their gear and tackle and trim.
All things counter, original, spare, strange;
Whatever is fickle, freckled (who knows how?)
With swift, slow; sweet, sour; adazzle, dim;
He fathers-forth whose beauty is past change:
– “Pied Beauty”
Gerard Manley Hopkins
(These pictures are from the days following one of Addy’s recent surgeries, when “dappled” is an apt and lovely adjective.)
Posted on May 13, 2015, in 3. Addy Stories & Experiences and tagged Coping, Perspective, Port Wine Stain. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.
Addy is beautiful and brave and I love reading your posts! I also really like showing Sylvie pictures of Addy’s port-wine stain. She enjoys seeing another girl with a special “buddy booby” mark just like hers. (The “buddy booby” comes from the book “Buddy booby’s birthmark,” which is a wonderful book)
Thank you!! I’m so glad to hear it. :)) I remember seeing that book on a website for vascular malformations – we may have to track down a copy. Thank you!