Say God’s love is like eating your Wheaties – a poem by Matthew E. Henry (MEH)

Say God’s love is like eating your Wheaties Say God’s love is like eating your Wheaties. against Merton’s angst, equate the two. now, say it aloud: ignore the dissonance. conflate them in a pious confession of grain cereal and divinity— eschew the Eucharistic connection as too easy, too obvious. now stop: see, taste the inherent […]

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Purple Finch at the Garden Feeder – a poem by M.J. Iuppa

Purple Finch at the Garden Feeder Scamp of a bird …………….once seen, rarely forgotten: head …………….dipped in red table wine— birthmark …………….that won’t fade. He picks his favorite seeds …………….& pitches the rest, letting them fall among snow’s ……………………..flecks of light & his shadow ………super-imposed …………………silhouette— …………………head tipped back, trilling spicy whole notes, brighter than […]

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Peregrination – a poem by Jill Pearlman

Peregrination Is peregrine not a bird the word peregrination suggesting wings, open spread of marvels, feathered creeds more colors beyond our valises, black silver-gray scuffed by rough handling, greasy, paunchy filled and fed, packed, stacked, returned, standing for the next approximation – but that’s the problem. Peregrination, I read, is flat-footed wandering what I, my […]

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