In Blackwater Woods – May 26, 2022
…To live in this world you must be ableto do three things:to love what is mortal;to hold it against your bones knowingyour own life depends on it;and, when the time comes to let it go,to let it go. -Mary Oliver, excerpt from “In Blackwater Woods”, from American Primitive Full poem: https://apoemaday.tumblr.com/post/652534824201027584/in-blackwater-woods
The Uses of Sorrow – May 24, 2022
(In my sleep I dreamed this poem) Someone I loved once gave mea box full of darkness. It took me years to understandthat this, too, was a gift. -Mary Oliver
Heavy – May 23, 2022
That timeI thought I could notgo any closer to griefwithout dying I went closer,and I did not die.Surely Godhad his hand in this, as well as friends.Still, I was bent,and my laughter,as the poet said, was nowhere to be found.Then said my friend Daniel(brave even among lions),“It is not the weight you carry but how […]
How to Love
My heart sinks when I read the “new commandment” that Jesus gave to his followers: to love one another as he had loved them, because I know how far I am from that standard.* Pictures from all four gospels flood my mind: Jesus welcoming outcasts and misfits, “unclean” women and noisy children, leaders like Nicodemus and foreigners […]
