Friday, August 23, 2013

But God's Own Descent


But God's own descent 
Into flesh was meant
As a demonstration
That the supreme merit
Lay in risking spirit
In substantiation.
Spirit enters flesh
And for all it's worth
Charges into earth
In birth after birth
Ever fresh and fresh.
We may take the view
That its derring-do
Thought of in the large
Is one mighty charge
On our human part
Of the soul's ethereal
Into the material.

~Robert Frost  

19 comments:

rhhardin said...

Frost is explaining what made the airplane possible.

chickelit said...

De-icing?

edutcher said...

The Airborne Ranger in the Sky.

deborah said...

"De-icing?"

Between melting and freezing the souls sap quivers.

Neat poem, chick.

ricpic said...

Clever fellow, that Frost,
On stormy oceans tossed --
Not really buying faith,
Fearful of godly wrath,
He staked his life on verse
And leaped over the curse.

Lem Vibe Bandit said...

De-icing, piece of cake.

Cody Jarrett said...

A Frost poem per day would not be a terrible thing to inflict upon us.

chickelit said...

Between melting and freezing the souls sap quivers.

I see what you did there and so can others by looking at your last poetry post.

The difference between melting and freezing is infinitely small in degrees Fahrenheit and is measured instead in degrees of freedom.

ndspinelli said...

I like Robert Frost, but when you grow up in New England you get Frosted out by 10th grade.

Cody Jarrett said...

Spinelli, where the hell did you grow up?

deborah said...

In freedom of Brownian motion?

deborah said...

Something like part of melting is the action of Brownian motion?

chickelit said...

When ice melts, concerted group ice crystal lattice motions become freer translations and rotations of individual water molecules; it happens again to an even greater degree when water turns to steam and the individual molecules freely translate and rotate.

ndspinelli said...

Cody, Bristol, Ct.

deborah said...

Thank you, Doctor :)

ken in tx said...

This poem, to me, is an obvious reference to traditional Christian theology—God coming to earth in human form and bringing the Holey Spirit. with him. What you other guys are talking about makes no sense to me.

Cody Jarrett said...

Spinelli, that ain't New England...that's northern Brooklyn.
LOL

chickelit said...

You are absolutely right, ken. I think people just got bored with its perfection and I was bantering with deborah about a completely different poem.

deborah said...

Chick is a serial bantererer.