Review Number 3 - As kingfishers catch fire by Gerard Manley Hopkins
Well, I have heard of Gerard Manley Hopkins, but I couldn’t have named one of his poems, so it was with interest I delved into this particular classic, the first poet of the collection so far.
I struggled with Hopkins. I did however enjoy it more when I either just let the words wash over me, or when I read some out-loud and listened to the very interesting word patterns. He does this lovely thing were his words repeat or have rhymes within the same line, which I enjoyed.
The actual book is split into two, the first much larger section contains his poetry. There is a lot about loss and nature and suffering and it is not vastly cheerful on the whole.
The second part is a selection from his diary which is mostly about the colour of the sky. Seriously. But to give him credit it is beautiful stuff. It made me feel wistful, if nothing else.
This is what I really love about these classics. It is just enough, I feel I have read enough Hopkins to say that I have read some Hopkins!
Coming soon, The Saga of Gunnlang Serpent-tongue. Off I go to read it!