Everything is Beautiful, in its own way

This week’s theme, suggested by Ivor, comes from the Dolly Parton song. But Rebecca suggested another take on it with William Blake’s Auguries of Innocence.

I have wanted to discuss Blake in the writers group for a long time as he is such a fascinating and important figure, both as a poet and an artist. So, over to Rebecca…

“To See a World…”

(Fragments from “Auguries of Innocence”

To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand 
And Eternity in an hour.

A Robin Redbreast in a Cage
Puts all Heaven in a Rage.
A dove house fill’d with doves and pigeons
Shudders Hell thro’ all its regions.
A Dog starv’d at his Master’s Gate
Predicts the ruin of the State.
A Horse misus’d upon the Road
Calls to Heaven for Human blood.
Each outcry of the hunted Hare
A fiber from the Brain does tear.

He who shall train the Horse to War
Shall never pass the Polar Bar.
The Beggar’s Dog and Widow’s Cat,
Feed them and thou wilt grow fat.
The Gnat that sings his Summer song 
Poison gets from Slander’s tongue.
The poison of the Snake and Newt
Is the sweat of Envy’s Foot.

A truth that’s told with bad intent
Beats all the Lies you can invent.
It is right it should be so;
Man was made for Joy and Woe;
And when this we rightly know
Thro’ the World we safely go.

Every Night and every Morn
Some to Misery are Born.
Every Morn and every Night
Some are Born to sweet delight.
Some are Born to sweet delight,
Some are Born to Endless Night.  
Good AfternoonI was reminded of this lovely poem by William Blake and wanted to share it as my contribution for this week's creative theme of 'Everything's Beautiful (In it's Own Way).I got into reading poetry kind of by accident. I normally love reading books but when going through a past period of depression found that I got readers 'block' and didn't have my usual attention span for reading. I found that I could manage to read poetry still & it really helped bring some light into my life during a period that otherwise felt quite dark. I have rediscovered reading poetry during lockdown and found it a really good companion & perfect antidote for me when feeling a bit down or fed-up.Rebecca Mahony
Titania, Oberon and Puck, with faries dancing. William Blake

One thought on “Everything is Beautiful, in its own way


    When we first moved here to the Western Isles
    I opened the back door on a sunny morning
    And the view took my breath away
    The sky was huge and an intense blue colour
    The sunlight illuminated the expanses of grass

    And on a slightly drizzly day we see a rainbow
    A large semi circle arch in the sky
    Of lots of colours blending
    Red orange yellow green blue indigo violet
    Reaching high over us
    This beauty makes me feel that all will be well

    Back in Nottingham walking by the canal
    I smiled with delight,
    The most beautiful red berries
    Clusters drooping under leaves
    Luminous, fresh almost translucent
    The tree with the reddest and the brightest
    Capri Foliaceae Viburnum Opulus
    The Guelder rose took my breath away

    Walking down our road we see by the fence
    The cutest newly born white lambs
    They snuggle round their mother and
    Peep out with little eyes fixed upon us
    Some lying down and others standing on their small legs
    And they just stare transfixed

    Dogs and babies can also look and stare with beautiful eyes
    Everywhere there is beauty (in its own way)



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