…been hard today:
qualifying truth,
turning ritual into sacrament.
thank god -
for the dry, cool hands stay
on my forehead;
behind and before.
Grace (I’m assured),
like water,
runs down deep
and seeps into unseen reservoirs.
I take comfort
in that, in spite of
ordinary moon shine,
worlds still form.
big-girl expectations always
ruin daylight;
colored chalk and concrete
rub my knuckles red.
heavy tastes of memory
will drug me happily
into sleep tonight…
I miss you.
Posted by: Shottie | February 27, 2007 at 12:01 AM
I miss you.
Posted by: Shottie | February 27, 2007 at 12:02 AM
Excellent poem! I love the cadence.
Posted by: John | February 27, 2007 at 08:21 PM
wow.
gald to see you (struggling) with buechner and o'conner and still listening to the weepies (every once in a while, I can pick one)
maybe I will get back online before too long
peace to you this day
Posted by: kevin gantz | March 03, 2007 at 10:07 AM
Natalie, Natalie, come back! Come back to the blogosphere!
Posted by: beth | March 15, 2007 at 01:26 AM
Haha... I'll be back soon. By the end of next week at the absolute latest!
I've been SO busy with Senior year stuff...
It's nice to know someone's concerned! :)
Posted by: Natalie | March 15, 2007 at 04:21 PM
Excellent poem. Excellent blog-Excellent books you're reading- Tim Tyson teaches near me-I've also heard and of course read Anne Lamott and Barbara Brown Taylor and one more thing wow you are a teen?!? No way.
Posted by: One__woman | March 28, 2007 at 10:44 PM
Hey, your posts have inspired me! - I love the way you directly get to the point, and then work outwards.hahaha
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