That Nature is a Heraclitean Fire and of the comfort of the Resurrection

That Nature is a Heraclitean Fire and of the comfort of the Resurrection By Gerard Manley Hopkins Cloud-puffball, torn tufts, tossed pillows | flaunt forth, then chevy on an air- Built thoroughfare: heaven-roysterers, in gay-gangs | they throng; they glitter in marches. Down roughcast, down dazzling whitewash, | wherever an elm arches, Shivelights and shadowtackle […]

I was arguing with a Franciscan nun about the Resurrection. I said, “Clearly this is horseshit. Surely, you don’t believe this stuff.” She said, “It’s easier for you to believe that the meek will inherit the earth?” Mary Karr. Lunch Poems. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B_VWjKShI-0

Mary Magdalene Mistakes the Gardener

Genesis 3 – John 20 Listen, I’m no mad woman. I’ve been among you,Reclined at your tables, you’ve broken my bread you dolts. It’s true: I entered the garden’s east gate andducked the bedolach boughs twisting in sinuous bark-lynch; those timbers ice-broken over winter. The footpath tangled in briars, and there I caught my foot […]

Easter Poem

The Mistaken Gardener by Seth Wieck There was reclamation to be doneThe path being overrun with runnersMy foot having caught in the matrixof vines to skin my palms in the thorns that received me. Read the rest of the poem here.

From the far star points of his pinned extremities, cold inched in—black ice and squid ink— till the hung flesh was empty. Lonely in that void even for pain, he missed his splintered feet, the human stare buried in his face. He ached for two hands made of meat he could reach to the end […]