My Own Heart Let Me More have Pity On

My Own Heart Let Me More have Pity On

By Gerald Manley Hopkins

My own heart let me more have pity on; let

Me live to my sad self hereafter kind,

Charitable; not live this tormented mind

With this tormented mind tormenting yet.

I cast for comfort I can no more get

By groping round my comfortless, than blind

Eyes in their dark can day or thirst can find

Thirst's all-in-all in all a world of wet.

Soul, self; come, poor Jackself, I do advise

You, jaded, let be; call off thoughts awhile

Elsewhere; leave comfort root-room; let joy size

At God knows when to God knows what; whose smile

's not wrung, see you; unforeseen times rather — as skies

Betweenpie mountains — lights a lovely mile.

Tell me it was for hunger

Tell me it was for hunger

& nothing less. For hunger is to give

the body what it knows

it cannot keep. That this amber light

whittled down by another war

is all that pins my hand

to your chest.

***

In the life before this one, you could tell

two people were in love

because when they drove the pick up

over the bridge, their wings

would grow back just in time

Some days I am still inside the pick up

Some days I keep waiting.

--Ocean Vuong, On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous

Is that what art is?

Is that what art is? To be touched thinking what we feel is ours when, in the end, it was someone else, in longing, who finds us?
--Ocean Vuong. On Earth We're Briefly Gorgeous.

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