The mountain ash, the rowan tree,
Turning a riot, most unlikely flesh,
Erectile on the hazing sky
Its peaceful foliage instinct with clash:
The pacifist in his own head
Sees things past what they are,
Their heightened colour blood unpacified;
The hallowed conscience followed through despair
Put to the torch entangled with the wire.
Source of the text - Geoffrey Hill, Oraclau/Oracles. Thame, U.K.: Clutag Press, 2010, p. 4.
TJB: Outer peace. A mountain tree, looking peaceful but clashing within, compared Hopkinslike to a pacifist looking peaceful but clashing within.

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