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God & the Divine

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  • Poem
    By Sri Chinmoy
    There was a time when I loved
    The fantastic fabrics of the mind.
    There was a time
    When I lived my life
    Based…
  • Poem
    By Zach Czaia
    I'm sorry it wasn't till the end of the year
    that I asked you to write about yourselves. You filled pages…
  • Poem
    By Petr Hruška
    Translated By Jonathan Bolton
      Two days of rain. Children on the floor. Scant trees.
      The furniture confesses to the boards. Reaching…
  • Poem
    By Sri Chinmoy
    Ultimately everything
              Becomes boring.
    Even great miracles
              Become boring.
    Even the tremendous powers of…
  • Poem
    By Thomas Traherne
    I saw new Worlds beneath the Water ly,
    New Peeple; yea, another Sky
    And Sun, which seen by Day
    Might things…
  • Poem
    By Isabel Duarte-Gray
    Sunday we lay hands
    on a girl of ten hand on hand on
    cornsilk hair. We sing
    the secret language sung
    the day the tin roof of the tower beat
    on God’s floorboard
    he got cramp in heaven.
    Like our crying and our
    fornicating so close to his...
  • Poem
    By Tom Andrews
    1.

                         Day brings a steady
    hand, a sure breath every other day ...

    My brother again on the edge of his bed,
    sitting up with his eyes closed,
    his palms pressed, a brief prayer.

       ...
  • Poem
    By Ada Limón
    I used to pretend to believe in God. Mainly, I liked so much to talk to someone in the dark. Think of how far a voice must have to travel to go beyond the universe. How powerful that voice must...
  • Poem
    By James K. Baxter
    The wish to climb a ladder to the loft
    Of God dies hard in us. The angels Jacob saw

    Were not himself. Bramble is what grows best
    Out of this man-scarred earth, and I don’t chop it back

    Till the fruit have ripened. Yesterday I...
  • Poem

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    First of December

    By Natalie Shapero
    God come on stop cutting me
    out of your photos God stop dragging
    the mouse around my shopworn
    body like a chalk outline then clicking fill
    with background God I know

    that times are tight I know you only
    made one death per person I’m sorry
    to...
  • Poem
    By Genevieve Arlie
    The geometer wishes he were David
    cut from stone by lightning, his mind

    gyring wide into figures of space
    out of time, ever gauging the shock

    of the word for the pathos, ever
    slinging the rock of his wound

    at the sugared glass of me.
    I'd rather...
  • Poem
    By Jupiter Hammon
                             I
     
    O come you pious youth! adore
        The wisdom of thy God,
    In bringing thee from distant shore,
        To learn His holy word.
                                                     Eccles. xii.
     
                             II
     
    Thou mightst been left behind
        Amidst a dark abode;
    God’s tender mercy still combin’d,
        Thou hast the...
  • Poem
    By Richard Rolle
    [Alle perisches and passes pat we with eghe see] 

    It wanes into wrechednes, þe welth of þis worlde.
    Robes and ritches rotes in dike,
    Prowde payntyng slakes into sorow,
    Delites and drewryse stynk sal ful sone,
    Þair golde and þaire tresoure drawes þam til dede.
    Al...
  • Poem
    By Caedmon
    Translated By Roy M. Liuzza
    Now let us praise Heaven-Kingdom's guardian,
    the Maker's might and his mind's thoughts,
    the work of the glory-father—of every wonder,
    eternal Lord. He established a beginning.
    He first shaped for men's sons
    Heaven as a roof, the holy Creator;
    then middle-earth mankind's guardian,
    eternal Lord, afterwards prepared
    the...
  • Poem
    By Mechthild of Magdeburg
    Ah blessed absence of God,
    How lovingly I am bound to you!
    You strengthen my will in its pain
    And make dear to me
    The long hard wait in my poor body.
    The nearer I come to you,
    The more wonderfully and abundantly
    God comes upon me,
    In...
  • Poem
    By Mechthild of Magdeburg
    It is my nature that makes me love you often,
    For I am love itself.
     
    It is my longing that makes my love you intensely,
    For I yearn to be loved from the heart.
     
    It is my eternity that makes me love you long,
    For...
  • Poem
    By Mechthild of Magdeburg
    God speaks to the soul
    And God said to the soul:
    I desired you before the world began.
    I desire you now
    As you desire me.
    And where the desires of two come together
    There love is perfected.

     
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