I write poems, and then write little meditations on them.
The fish is in the sea and the sea is in the fish, so that every muscle, every organ, floats in brine.I breathe in the chill, right air of the morning and oxygen binds into molecules, unites my body to the world.Beloved, by what element does my soul gather in the divine? What part of … Continue reading The Soul is in God, and God is in the Soul
I see my reflection in the polished gold of my gift,like a priest staring down into a chalice.I shine from the side of the scrolled box,and looking at myself is like looking at the sky,at the part of me that lives above,always close to the goodness of God,always trying to choose, with me,good thoughts, good … Continue reading While Kneeling, I Speak My Magic Self
Now this world’s mindfinds the strangeness of angelsand the snow, trampled in the streets,relearns the clarity of the sky.Stars flame in plates of food,and the claims of bodies,abused by years of walking,scarred from work, are made good.The whole town is angel-dressed,and all the people are astounded.Each neighbor wears a different face,each is arrayed in startling … Continue reading Nativity
If anyone objects to this unionlet them know that I will not touch youuntil the child is born.Let no one say that he is mine,and not the offspring of a vision.Everyone will look at us strangely.They will whisper “his new wifehas seduced him with her ecstasies,he is enticed by mania.”Even my friends will say“You are … Continue reading St. Joseph’s Wedding Vows
I, like all angels, am a scatter of words,half startling with great profundities,half absurd, I flash the shape of many wings,I sing, and like all angels, am sometimes heard. My task, now, is to introduce,to appear to that slight girlwho will carry a chorus in her womb.If flesh can reverberate with the cries of prophets,or … Continue reading A Song Within and Beyond Mary
KPB Stevens 