Bible Study



This is a poem related to Bible Study rather than a post about Scriptural research.  It is by Tony Hoagland and I really like it:

I was on the road for so long by myself,
I took to reading motel Bibles just for company.
Lying on the chintz bedspread before going to sleep,
still feeling the motion of the car inside my body,
I thought some wrongness in my self had made me that alone.


And God said, You are worth more to me
than one hundred sparrows.
And when I read that, I wept.
And God said, Whom have I blessed more than I have blessed you?


 And I looked at the mini bar
and the bad abstract hotel art on the wall
and the dark TV set watching like a deacon.


And God said, Survive. And carry my perfume among the perishing.

Billy Collins’ “Days”


I reread Billy Collins’ “Days” and it hit home in a new way for me.  Perhaps it’s because I’m older now.

Through the calm eye of the window
everything is in its place
but so precariously
this day might be resting somehow
on the one before it,
all the days of the past stacked high
like the impossible tower of dishes
entertainers used to build on stage.
No wonder you find yourself
perched on the top of a tall ladder
hoping to add one more.
Just another Wednesday
you whisper,
then holding your breath,
place this cup on yesterday’s saucer
without the slightest clink.

You can read the entire poem here.

An Invitation to Happiness

PoppiesWe haven’t had any poetry in ages and no Mary Oliver for some considerable stretch.  Shame on me… and time to put things aright.

These lines are from her poem “Poppies.”

But I also say this: that light
is an invitation
to happiness,
and that happiness,

when it’s done right,
is a kind of holiness,
palpable and redemptive.
Inside the bright fields,

touched by their rough and spongy gold,
I am washed and washed
in the river
of earthly delight—

and what are you going to do—
what can you do
about it—
deep, blue night?

You can read the entire poem here.