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For this session we read the poem “Spring and Fall” by Gerard Manley Hopkins, posted below.
Our prompt was: “Write about something you would say to your younger self.”
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“Spring and Fall” by Gerard Manley Hopkins to a young child Márgarét, áre you gríeving Over Goldengrove unleaving? Leáves like the things of man, you With your fresh thoughts care for, can you? Ah! ás the heart grows older It will come to such sights colder By and by, nor spare a sigh Though worlds of wanwood leafmeal lie; And yet you wíll weep and know why. Now no matter, child, the name: Sórrow’s spríngs áre the same. Nor mouth had, no nor mind, expressed What heart heard of, ghost guessed: It ís the blight man was born for, It is Margaret you mourn for. Source: Gerard Manley Hopkins: Poems and Prose (Penguin Classics, 1985)