Sanctified Hands Fingers spontaneously unfold, joint by joint Revealing a palm itching to catch: A ray eminating from His Holy…
Browsing: Poetry
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Poem: “Sanctified Hands”
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Poem: “‘Come,’ Thou dost say to Angels”
‘Come,’ Thou dost say to Angels ‘Come,’ Thou dost say to Angels, To blessed Spirits, ‘Come’: ‘Come,’ to the lambs…
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Poem: “I am the Seed…”
I am the Seed… I am the seed that fell among the stones, Heedless sowers, yet a stem I grew,…
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Poem: “The Fuse”
The Fuse One fist clenches Discharging the universe What thunder! Heavenly bodies hurled! Journeying, spinning, Eternal directed movement. You, the…
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Poem: “The End and the Beginning”
The End and the Beginning (Translation by Stanislaw Baranczak and Clare Cavanagh) After every war someone has to tidy up.…
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Poem: “Farewell to Apostate America”
Farewell to Apostate America Some terms ring untrue, like songless birds, Whose yakking do lovers loath and rue. Under God,”…
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Poem: “‘Hope’ is the Thing with Feathers–“
“Hope” is the Thing with Feathers– “Hope” is the thing with feathers— That perches in the soul— And sings the…