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Ferris, Jim / Facts of life
(2005)
For crippled things, p. 13
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For Crippled Things Once I turned from thee and hid. Gerald Manley Hopkins Glory be to God for crippled things- For minds as sharp as cracked concrete; For flab that sags, for joints and thoughts that will not come unstuck; Forgotten lessons, wisdom... what? Nothing. Growths that thrive and work left incomplete; All legs grow fired, all clocks their hands grow stuck. All things imperfect, asymmetric, strange; Whatever is transient, moaning, full aware that they're meat; Lost pieces of walk talk see hear laugh run good luck; He must love the lame-he made us in so wide a range; we are his joy, his music all we sing; Our praise is in our flux. '3
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