tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10838182.post114642832807751764..comments2023-10-31T05:56:45.788-07:00Comments on LutheranChik's "L" Word Diary: Getting RealUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10838182.post-1146703701466414412006-05-03T17:48:00.000-07:002006-05-03T17:48:00.000-07:00Interestingly, the website where I poached this po...Interestingly, the website where I poached this poem didn't have those stanzas. Thanks for adding them!LutheranChikhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02685566332651377907noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10838182.post-1146609802157986872006-05-02T15:43:00.000-07:002006-05-02T15:43:00.000-07:00Oh, LC I so love the last 3 stanzas in this Seven ...Oh, LC I so love the last 3 stanzas in this Seven Stanza poem...why did you omit them?<BR/>--Mata <BR/><BR/><BR/><BR/><I>The stone is rolled back, not papier-mache, <BR/>not a stone in a story, <BR/>but the vast rock of materiality that in the slow <BR/>grinding of time will eclipse for each of us <BR/>the wide light of day. <BR/><BR/>And if we will have an angel at the tomb, <BR/>make it a real angel, <BR/>weighty with Max Planck's quanta, vivid with hair, <BR/>opaque in the dawn light, robed in real linen <BR/>spun on a definite loom. <BR/><BR/>Let us not seek to make it less monstrous, <BR/>for our own convenience, our own sense of beauty, <BR/>lest, awakened in one unthinkable hour, we are <BR/>embarrassed by the miracle, <BR/>and crushed by remonstrance. </I>Mata Hhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04097615918403870130noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10838182.post-1146592571067497852006-05-02T10:56:00.000-07:002006-05-02T10:56:00.000-07:00thank you for thisthank you for thissee-through faithhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10130170262035064482noreply@blogger.com