The silver of spent time' - Hopkins writes in "Fractal Field," one of many haunting, and richly lyrical poems from The Rhyming Sky. The line epitomises where the beauty of this collections lies - in its dazzling depiction of moments witnessing the largesse of nature - moments in which the 'wide bone blue' of the sky transfixes, as does the peat-black wing of the geese, the flight of the 'cloud king' Gull, the bell stars which 'fall and shatter,...
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