Dec 3, 2016 | Advent, Bible Story, Rusten Walter Harris, Unrhymed Other
In December My memory returns To a small room Near a stairwell The Galleria Uffizi in Florence Alone and in the darkest Of the galleria’s chambers Benefial’s “The Massacre of the Innocents” Hangs Set apart from the well lit halls The painting:...
Dec 2, 2016 | Advent, Rusten Walter Harris, Unrhymed Other, Winter
Behold in liturgical time Both natural and ecclesial The bowing of the trees The lifting of the hands The giving of the leaves The enacting of nativity The gowning of the ground in white The singing of the old hymns The fasting of the daylight The reciting of ancient...
Jul 22, 2014 | Michael Taron, Unrhymed Other
Waiting for conviction and that dull thud of expected guilt Afraid of the sharp clamp of conscience, but more afraid it will not come The fuzzy hum of delayed repentance and the dirt Still clinging to the back of my eyeballs Hurt, but oh how easy it would be to just...
Jun 10, 2014 | Amy (Doran) Keeney, Dream, Unrhymed Other
We sat, pasting crows from construction paper waiting for them to come to life. They did come to life, shuddering with breath, flapping cautiously, realizing. Jesus could be a camera watching over us when we’re sick with letters sick with names, lying on a...
Jan 12, 2013 | Amy (Doran) Keeney, Unrhymed Other
You will continue shattering. Your pieces will make a lamp shade. No, they will make a table. No, your pieces will make electrons And no matter how far apart they fly They will always fly in the same motion. Your shattered electron pieces will always. Your shattered...
Oct 28, 2012 | The Work of Greater Minds, Unrhymed Other
TRUTH, so far, in my book;—the truth which draws Through all things upwards,—that a twofold world Must go to a perfect cosmos. Natural things And spiritual,—who separates those two In art, in morals, or the social drift Tears up the bond of nature and brings death,...
