Monday January 8
— “In the silence that follows
a great line”
Snow falling this morning, the McNichols Gate is wide open: staff, faculty, students can taste new beginnings of a 15 week long term.
David Whyte caught my attention. A new poem for this list, worth your attention too I bet.
Have a blest day.
john st sj
THE LIGHTEST TOUCH
Good poetry begins with
the lightest touch,
a breeze arriving from nowhere,
a whispered healing arrival,
a word in your ear,
a settling into things,
then, like a hand in the dark,
it arrests the whole body,
steeling you for revelation.
In the silence that follows
a great line,
you can feel Lazarus,
deep inside
even the laziest, most deathly afraid
part of you,
lift up his hands and walk toward the light.
– from EVERYTHING IS WAITING FOR YOU and RIVER FLOW
