Combining the sacred and mundane in that way can be very difficult, but is well worth attempting. Why? Because it is true. We are pissing, shitting vessels of the lord, made in God's image.
Cf. Yeats's 'For love has placed his mansion in The place of excrement'.
(I leave it to you to work out who has been most successful.)
One thing I love about your poetry, Jonathan, is that I never know what's coming in the next line, whether it's humor, wisdom, or just the perfect combination of words.
Answers to the poet’s mandate!
Amen, my brother poet
Is the garden the poets church - where you bestow a benediction in honor of the night? The dawn’s light the choir.
I think you're on the right track, Patris
Who amongst us hasn’t said oh the hell with it?
Combining the sacred and mundane in that way can be very difficult, but is well worth attempting. Why? Because it is true. We are pissing, shitting vessels of the lord, made in God's image.
Cf. Yeats's 'For love has placed his mansion in The place of excrement'.
(I leave it to you to work out who has been most successful.)
Thanks, John, I think I can work that out. Amen
One thing I love about your poetry, Jonathan, is that I never know what's coming in the next line, whether it's humor, wisdom, or just the perfect combination of words.
Thanks so much, Rod. Your comments are always gratifying and perceptive. And much appreciated.