Shades of Whitman underscore: Shades of Whitman underscore this clever perspective of a monumental spot in time when the King of Kings, the Light of all Light, was about to make a His entrance.
How endearing, believable and poignant was the reaction of the scholars “pointing like street urchins/ about to enter a banquet hall with tables heavily laden”. I felt I was there, bearing witness through the eyes of the speaker, cast aside by his homeland, but greatly honored by God to experience, even indirectly, an event that will shake the Earth.
The poem brings the verse from Hosea into personal, emotive focus as the reader is given a front row seat to a discovery that ties prophesies, secret societies, history and the promise of deliverance together.
Another inspiring example of your narrative skills bringing the Word to life.
I suspect there are massive: I suspect there are massive stars somewhere that really, really envy the splendid brilliance of this series of poems. You are showing us all how quality can be achieved.
This poem not only:
This poem not only describes a landscape, but it inhabits a metaphysical condition. It seems to ask: what happens when the world is emptied of life, filled with echoes of intellect, and ruled by a physics that remembers what we forget? and overarching insight is that we live in an idea constructed by naively animated hands, feels both mystical and damning. There’s existential weariness behind that observation, something Beckett-like, even childlike: the world built carelessly by makers unsure of their own blueprint. Yet even in its unreliable nature, it offers “magnificent wonder.”