The moon plunged intothe solstice to save us,knew we were blinded bygazing at the sun too long,knew we had lost our night visionmiles back while we obsessed ondreams of white sand and sun tan oil,knew, too, that we, frenzied, weresenseless to the subtleties neededto navigate the deepest darkness aswhole people.So she rose full breasted and beckonedus to look up while she … [Read more...] about Winter solstice 2010
Archives for December 2010
Little tree
This is a poem by e.e. cummings. The poem is lovely, but when set to music by Steven Heitzig for chorus and harp, it becomes exquisite. What is it about the wedding of good texts with music by sensitive composers that make both the music and texts even richer than if they stood alone? Anyway, "little tree" has become a favorite of mine, and so yesterday I had a mini-20 … [Read more...] about Little tree
A week before
Praying my old walking prayer a week before a new Christmas:Lord Jesus Christ, my savior and friend......and son of David. In Matthew 1 we hear you named through a long genealogy as a descendant of King David, and so we call you "king" and "son of David." But my genealogy is English, German, Danish, Scottish and Irish. Yet you have named me a sister to the "son of David," … [Read more...] about A week before
Emmanuel a-singing
To us, to all in sorrow and fearEmmanuel comes a-singing.His humble song is quiet and near,yet fills the earth with its ringing....These words are from the middle stanzas of a newer hymn by Marty Haugan, Awake! Awake, and Greet the New Morn. I have enjoyed the hymn's dancing tune for several advents now, but I must not have been paying attention to the words, the heart of the … [Read more...] about Emmanuel a-singing
Waiting out the arctic wind
Stiffened with attention. Necks taut. Normally soft ears pressed into starched triangular folds. Unblinking eyes watching.I looked up from my cup of Irish Breakfast and from the scripture reading for the coming Sunday to discover my dogs were staring me down. Bemused, I went back to reading. A few minutes later I looked up again as I poured more tea into the cup. The … [Read more...] about Waiting out the arctic wind