Last night, I went looking for an Easter poem for my weekly professional poet post. I didn’t see any poems that tickled my fancy, but remembered the hymn that really moved me. This morning, however, a friend linked to a poem by e.e. cummings who I mentioned in a previous Sunday post. This is worth a second Sunday Pro post, to be sure.
i thank you God for most this amazing
i thank You God for most this amazing
day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky;and for everything
wich is natural which is infinite which is yes
(i who have died am alive again today,
and this is the sun’s birthday;this is the birth
day of life and love and wings:and of the gay
great happening illimitably earth)
how should tasting touching hearing seeing
breathing any-lifted from the no
of all nothing-human merely being
doubt unimaginable You?
(now the ears of my ears awake and
now the eyes of my eyes are opened)
Also, go take a look at this Holy Saturday poem by my friend, Brian Merritt.
And The Road to Emmaus – a sermon in the form of a beat poem by Aric Clark.
