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In the Church of Ordinary Miracles
Why do I always choose
to do the reasonable thing
when another day is
happening
without me?
And see,
I almost missed it again:
a glimpse of a deer,
as feminine as any
Pre-Raphael goddess, and
I'm sure she knows it . . .
Or the fragrance of mist
that could be something wild
or something holy,
all I know is that it
has taken me through the
portal to my
childhood,
to the Catholic masses,
those sung in Latin,
when the sprawling vowels
of priestly chants
wore the room like a veil
and lifted us
like pious moths
to a flame of redemption,
till everything unimportant
vanished in that
gold-plated, midnight-scented,
tear-washed epic,
but this time,
in this diamond spot
of understanding,
there are no nuns like
cloaked soldiers,
and nothing to fear
if I sing while others
are silent,
or dance like a fool
while others are still, or
choose to be who I was
before they made
me who I am,
to love without needing,
to pray without words,
to be this day
in a ferocious life,
to be a practicing immortal
on currents of light
I cannot fathom
or stop.
Just silent.
Just here.
Patricia Joan Jones
Your poems yield more nuggets
Your poems yield more nuggets with each reading
'
to love without needing,
to pray without words,
to be this day
in a ferocious life,
to be a practicing immortal
on currents of light
I cannot fathom
or stop.' exquisite
I can't thank you enough for
I can't thank you enough for reading this again and uplifting me with your beautiful comment. It means so much.
magnificent
magnificent
Thank you for reading and
Thank you for reading and leaving such encouraging feedback.
only through the portals of
only through the portals of your mind miracles you will alway`s find
just ordinary people has great dreams
ron parrish
Thank you for reading and
Thank you for reading and leaving such beautiful insights.
you`re welcome
you`re welcome
ron parrish
The spiritual summit of this
The spiritual summit of this poem begins with the phrase "and nothing to fear," and running on to the end. THe whole poem is a powerful reading experience, but it kicks into high gear at "nothing to fear." From that point, you show us how to become a "practicing immortal on currents of light," where you give us the intersection of the spiritual and the cosmic, in your always inimitable verbiage, in the always assured poise and enthusiasm of your words. From that "diamond" spot of your perspective, you gives us a compact epic of hope and joy, a great crescendo of the sounds of strings and celesta which easily subdues and subjects the blare and glare of the tarnished brass trumpet that has caused so much cacophony lately (and I am sure you know who I mean).
J-Called
Thank you for reading this so
Thank you for reading this so deeply and accurately, for following the journey to its intended conclusion, and for leaving such a stunning analysis. Your insights mean so much. My deepest gratitude.
I think this poem also
J-Called
I'm going to consider the
I'm going to consider the phrase you quoted for the title of my book—if I can ever get past all the hurdles of editing and publishing. I can't thank you enough for helping me climb over one of the major roadblocks I'm having in the process of putting together a collection, and that is settling on a title, which, as you know, is everything.
And if that's not enough, you've given me more motivation to actually do this, to take it out of the safe cabinet of "someday" and onto the table of "Ok, where do I start?"
I'm forever be grateful for all your advice, opinions and invaluable boosts to my morale. Forever grateful.
I think it would make a good
I think it would make a good title for your book because, as a phrase, it is such a key to and a summary of what your poems are all about. And that phrase will also be very busy in grad school, as enterprising students find ways to use it in their dissertations your poetry. I believe that phrase---as a title; as a disseration subject; as the gatekeeper at the main entrance to the temple you have built in your poetry---will make you very proud, and will resonate in the minds of many readers. It takes a possession common to us all---language---and lifts it into the Cosmos.
J-Called
Thank you for that very
Thank you for that very eloquent and validating reply. It means so much.
Sorry for my delay in
Sorry for my delay in replying. I have a massive infection that has entered the painful stage. Meds have been prescribed, and it is not near as bad as it was yesterday and Sunday. I am so excited to be on the sidelines to watch your collection of poems continue to form, while your book is also taking form as well. It put a big grin on my face to think that, someday, grad students sweating over their disserations will envy me for watching this first-hand. And I am not exagerating; if anything, I am understating.
J-Called
So grateful for your
So grateful for your confidence and support, which has meant the world to me. I'll keep you in my prayers.
Thank you so much. At this
Thank you so much. At this time, I badly need the prayers. This old carcass of mine needs all the help it can get. Thanks again.
J-Called