From Love to God: On Hopkins’ “As kingfishers catch fire…”

As king­fish­ers catch fire, drag­on­flies draw flame…
Ger­ard Man­ley Hopkins

As king­fish­ers catch fire, drag­on­flies dráw fláme;
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 Whát I do is me: for that I came.

Í say móre: the just man jus­tices;
Kéeps gráce: thát keeps all his goings graces;
Acts in God’s eye what in God’s eye he is—
Chríst—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.

Com­ment:

I’ve used the Bartleby ver­sion above, because it has accents, and I think that’s neat.

The ani­mate either “catch fire” or “draw flame,” and what is curi­ous is that they may con­jure spirit, but par­tic­i­pate in it? From the ani­mate, we move to the inan­i­mate — stones that tum­ble, strings that vibrate, bells that “fling.” The cen­ter of the com­plete list is “stones,” as they move in the way the birds and insects did, freely, not tied down, although it is into the dark­ness. The strings and bells are in one loca­tion when they make their motion to tell something.

It is curi­ous that stones “ring,” when that word would have been more appro­pri­ate for bells. We are mov­ing not just from ani­mate to inan­i­mate, or from one type of motion to another, though. We are also mov­ing from things on fire to things that cause fire, to sounds made from motion, to artic­u­late sounds made from being held at rest, to finally names being artic­u­lated. There is a move­ment from spirit to the word, and all things in these first four lines move in some way.

In the sec­ond stanza, there is no men­tion of fire, and no men­tion of word in the sense above. It is as if spirit moved to word to end the first stanza, and Spirit has com­pletely dis­ap­peared in the sec­ond one. The “just man” who “keeps grace” is in motion, and God and Christ are at rest, most sig­nif­i­cantly: the “just man” is in “God’s eye,” as if he is the spark in the divine, and Christ is in all of us, only in motion because we are, and most vis­i­ble not in our doings, but in our manner.

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  • Quite the poetic flurry here. I like it. Though I have a hard time read­ing this one. I’m too busy I guess.

    I was wor­ried that there was a big­ger prob­lem with blog­ger yes­ter­day when you told me about the miss­ing ‘leave a com­ment’ but­ton. When I was edit­ing the post blog­ger had encoun­tered an error. So, I went back and repub­lished. No prob­lem, or so I thought. It does look like just an iso­lated inci­dent. My other post has the com­ment but­ton. Oh, well!

  • Jeffrey Smith wrote:

    Very good. Oddly enough, some kinds of stone do have an inter­est­ing, bell-like tone when struck.

  • ..spring.. wrote:

    Hey first thanx for vis­it­ing my blog (springaria.blogspot.com) and leav­ing a com­ment. It helps to know I’m not just hurtling words into cyber­space. Makes me want to keep on writing. =)

    As for Hop­kins, this poem took me a cou­ple of times over to really digest it. It is a very inter­est­ing poem. I’ll take it on a lit­tle at a time…

    When you said the cen­ter of the com­plete list is “stones,” it imme­di­ately brings to mind the Bible verse, “…and the stone which the builders rejected has become the cor­ner­stone…” — refer­ring to Jesus who is the cen­ter of all things. And I also thought of Jesus’ words, “…and upon this rock I shall build my church…” Can’t be too sure why “it is into the dark­ness” that it moves, but one can cer­tainly point out that there are times when the Church seems to move in that direction…

    I’d like to com­ment on when you said “there is a move­ment from spirit to the word…[then]…Spirit com­pletely dis­ap­peared…” Can we say “Holy Trin­ity?” God in the Spirit cre­ated the world, and through the Spirit com­mu­ni­cated and com­manded His peo­ple. Then the Word, Who is God, was made flesh. And no longer did peo­ple rely on the Spirit for there was Christ, the Word, personified!

    And so for us, we must act as we think God wants us to act — like Christ. “Christ plays in ten thou­sand places” because we must become Christ-like in order to get to Heaven (“…no one comes to the Father except through Me…”) God must be able to look at us and see His Son in order for Him to accept us as His chil­dren in Heaven.

    Well, if it sounds like I’m ram­bling, I apol­o­gize. As you prob­a­bly know, when you think about heav­enly things, it gets a lit­tle com­pli­cated inside your head. No mat­ter though, I’m sure God knows exactly what I’m talk­ing about — even­though other peo­ple don’t. =D Any­way, I like the poem.

  • Any­one who reads Hop­kins and com­ments on him is to be com­mended. I’ve only read a lit­tle bit but have always enjoyed it even if it was a bit beyond me. Maybe a bit like Sam lis­ten­ing to the Elves.

    I won­der if “king­fisher catches fire” isn’t a ref­er­ence to Christ?

  • @ Kent — could also be a ref­er­ence to the Apos­tles. The point is more or less the least of Cre­ation reflects the Creator.

  • Last 3 lines of first stanza still have me a bit baffled.

  • Hop­kins is in my top 10 poets list. His work is such lovely wordage/soundage/meaning con­cen­trated. Read­ing him out loud or hear­ing him read aloud is manda­tory. Prefer­ably with a Welsh or Irish accent ;>)

    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 Whát I do is me: for that I came.”

    What we are is what we do and what we do is who we are. Hop­kins writes from a Chris­t­ian POV (since he was a priest). This par­tic­u­lar poem is about how Chris­tian­ity moves through the world using those who accept Christ as their faith. Chris­tians have become the Word man­i­fest, whether they speak or remain silent and show only by their actions their accep­tance of Christ’s teachings.

    Acts in God’s eye what in God’s eye he is—
    Chríst—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.”

    Christ in the faith­ful, the “just”, is in God’s eyes the spirit of Christ (now this gets into a very East­ern mode of believing–that the same spirit can be shared by the many, i.e. Over­soul). I’m sur­prised that Hopkins’s poetry didn’t see him brought up before a Catholic “inqui­si­tion,” because they don’t seem to play to the Catholic book or rules all the time. Nonethe­less, he was a bril­liant poet. Per­haps he didn’t expose his work to the hier­ar­chy of the Church.

  • That was a help­ful expo­si­tion.
    Strange how the lovely mean­ing comes accross strongly in spite of or because of the strange gram­mar. It’s true about the read­ing. I first heard “Glory be to god for…” at school by our eng­lish teacher’s boyfriend who she’d brought in spe­cialy. It started my inter­est in poetry. I already had an inter­est in the eng­lish teacher.

  • The stone image is what really grabs me. It could be an allu­sion to the words of Christ in Luke 19. 40:

    I tell you,” he replied, “if they keep quiet, the stones will cry out.” (NIV)

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