tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865004314650777465.post2100726821720056834..comments2023-10-28T11:12:02.164-04:00Comments on The Philosopher Mom: Dead Poets Month: Gerard Manley HopkinsErika Ahernhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11477804033751036631noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4865004314650777465.post-34097056990110737002011-12-07T11:18:04.601-05:002011-12-07T11:18:04.601-05:00Thanks for sharing this. I hadn't heard the po...Thanks for sharing this. I hadn't heard the poem before.<br /><br />Providentially, I heard about the same poem in an interview with Audrey Assad on her song "For Love of You", which opens with a paraphrase from it.<br /><br />I'm reminded, too, of Dr. Peter Kreeft speaking on the unusualness of human nature. Only humans can fail to acheive the nature set out for them by God. Dogs are doggy. Flowers are flowery. But humans can be inhuman.<br /><br />If you'll forgive the poor grammar, we alone can fail to be morally what we be ontologically.Joe Wetterlinghttp://www.hokaipaulos.com/noreply@blogger.com