smothered his kingship in sackcloth and ashes,
wrote psalms of salvation, psalms of praise
Poetry
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INCARNATION
What did she know of birthing?
Despite dear Joseph’s steadfast love
she’d need to do this alone.
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Poetry review: Lyric wonder, again and again
In this year’s poetry roundup, some of the poets whose collections we discuss are Catholic, some are not. But regardless of their religious commitments, wonder shows up in these poets’ work again and again.
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Looking for Her
A crocus, impertinent in the March cold: and I’ve found her, winking.
