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What is this dark hum among the roses? The bees have gone simple, sipping,that’s all. What did you expect? Sophistication? They’re small creatures and they arefilling their bodies with sweetness, how could they not moan in happiness? The littleworker bee…
Another morning and I wake with thirst for thegoodness I do not have. I walk out to the pond andall the way God has given us such beautiful lessons.Oh Lord, I was never a quick scholar but sulkedand hunched over…
I wish I were the yellow chat down in the thicketswho sings all night, throwing into the air praises and panhandles, plaints, in curly phrases, half-rhymes,free verse too, with head-dipping and wing-wringing, with soft breastrising into the air— meek and…
1.All day up and down the shore the fine points of the waves keep ontapping whatever is there: scatter of broken clams, empty jingles, oldoyster shells thick and castellated that held once the pale jewel of their bodies, such sweettongue…
The flowers I wanted to bring to you, wild and wet from the pale dunesand still smelling of the summer night, and still holding a moment or two of the night cricket’shumble prayer, would have been so handsome in your…
It doesn’t have to bethe blue iris, it could beweeds in a vacant lot, or a fewsmall stones; justpay attention, then patch a few words together and don’t tryto make them elaborate, this isn’ta contest but the doorway into thanks,…
On the outskirts of Jerusalemthe donkey waited.Not especially brave, or filled with understanding,he stood and waited.How horses, turned out into the meadow, leap with delight!How doves, released from their cages, clatter away, splashed with sunlight!But the donkey, tied to a…
The grass never sleeps.Or the roses.Nor does the lily have a secret eye that shuts until morning.Jesus said, wait with me. But the disciples slept.The cricket has such splendid fringe on its feet,and it sings, have you noticed, with its…
1.I know a lot of fancy words.I tear them from my heart and my tongue.Then I pray.2.Lord God, mercy is in your hands, pourme a little. And tenderness too. Myneed is great. Beauty walks so freelyand with such gentleness. Impatience…
“As long as we are able tobe extravagant we will behugely and damplyextravagant. Then we will dropfoil by foil to the ground. Thisis our unalterable task, and we do itjoyfully.” And they went on. “Listen,the heart-shackles are not, as you…