by revd | Feb 2, 2023 | Glory, Personal
There was something defiant about his funeral, as if he had decided from the start to resist the eulogy…. The eulogy would be merely what he did in the waiting room: life’s see-sawing of one foot onto the other, which is nothing, in comparison to...
by revd | Feb 20, 2023 | Humankind, Personal
I have pretended long, in loyalty. I had a childhood hurt for five harsh years, I let it wound my good fragility And over decades I’ve shed many tears And sometimes wished that I were wholly free Of faith because it was to me all fears, Unhappiness and,...
by revd | Jul 27, 2022 | Personal
There is no frigate like a book To take us lands away Nor any coursers like a page Of prancing poetry. This traverse may the poorest take Without oppress of toll; How frugal is the chariot That bears a human soul! Emily Dickinson (1830-...
by revd | Sep 23, 2022 | Personal
My own conviction is that poetry is far the deepest in us, and that prose is only broken-down poetry; and likewise that to this our lives correspond…. As you will hear some people read poetry so that no mortal could tell it was poetry, so do some people read...
by revd | Apr 12, 2022 | Mission, Personal
This poet parasite of grief Lives on the falling, leaf by leaf, Of life’s illusion, glad to see The nakedness of misery. He probes his pen deep down within, To make a sonnet of a sin. A Realist, revealing less Life’s beauty than its bitterness. Yet purer eyes than his...
by revd | Apr 12, 2022 | Mission, Personal
O God who givest songs too sweet to sing, Have mercy on thy servant’s feeble tongue, In sacrificial silence sorrowing. And grant that songs unsung, Accepted at thy mercy-seat may bring New light into the darkness of sad eyes, New tenderness to stay the stream...
