Poem for the Third Sunday of Lent

i thank You God for most this amazing
day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky;and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes

(i who have died am alive again today,
and this is the sun’s birthday;this is the birth
day of life and of love and wings:and of the gay
great happening illimitably earth)

how should tasting touching hearing seeing
breathing any—lifted from the no
of all nothing—human merely being
doubt unimaginable You?

(now the ears of my ears awake and
now the eyes of my eyes are opened)

e.e. cummings 1894 – 1962

What’s happened to all the rules and regulations of spelling and syntax and
prosody here? Only God gets a capital letter as this sonnet (yes, it is a sonnet)
tumbles along in a delightful unregulated scamper.
Spring is in the air. Let’s open ourselves to what Gerard Manley Hopkins in his
Spring sonnet calls: all this juice and all this joy
There are still rules and regulations to keep to in this Pandemic but in our prayer
we can be unrestrained!

Tina Lamb

Dear Friends! Please note that our poems from Tina will conclude at the end of March, when she will have supplied us with a full year of Sunday poems! They will remain on the website for you to dip in and out of… What a gift they have been. – Lissy x