Psalm 32 (Lord what I cannot say)
Lord what I cannot say soaks
into me my bones
combs with no honey
stone-soaked hardened
heavy they weigh me
weak as a rag I
stumble, stagger O open
me break stone bones make
me again in light let me
open for you everything find you
everywhere
3 Comments
Erin, if you ever do stop writing, I’ll come up to Canada, hunt you down, tie you up and stick you in a room with a pen and paper.
It’s stuff like this—you make the tops of other people’s heads come off. ;-)
Amen. Besides, you have such a great title, Seal up the Thunder—shame to waste it. Love, P
This one is a little too abstract or jumbled for me. I think it needs more structure or something. I don’t know, but I’m sure you’ll rewrite it until even a poetry illiterate like me can get it. BTW, I think Psalm 88 is great, and you know I love other stuff you’ve written.
Keep up the great work, and congrats again on having a book come out. I want to donate copies to the local library, and maybe even Mercy HS library. Would you have any problems with that?