Poem
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Advent: December 9 By Vincent H. Anastasi 2022 When we left our home we were no more than scandal – (a virgin with child!) – but this love-gift changes all, turning gossip to gospel.
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Advent: December 8 By Vincent H. Anastasi 2022 The empty places like the white space on this page define what remains and gathered round the table we embrace our lives left full.
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Advent: December 7 By Vincent H. Anastasi 2022 There must have been those who heard angelic voices, saw heavens aflame but wonder-starved, traveled on their way unmoved and unchanged.
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Advent: December 6 By Vincent H. Anastasi 2022 The garden footfalls echo down Bethlehem streets to the skull-shaped hill; here in between birth and death I hear them in my heart’s core.
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Advent: December 5 By Vincent H. Anastasi 2022 This clean manger scene – shepherds, magi bent in praise – lacks the looming dread of sordid modern Herods who seek to quell natal light.
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Advent: December 4 By Vincent H. Anastasi 2022 Sometimes the waiting stretches interminable and I strain to hear His piercing cry that echoes through centuries of silence
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Advent: December 3 By Vincent H. Anastasi 2022 Beneath the bustle the ebb and flow of life’s tides the modern worship of wealth and power and things my manger heart cradles peace.
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Advent: December 2 By Vincent H. Anastasi 2022(Inspired by Isaiah 29:17-27) But a little while out of the gloom and darkness the blind eyes will blaze deaf ears hear, the poor rejoice when Hope transmutes mortal flesh
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Walking home from work earlier in the week, I had an idea. Inspired by Malcom Guite’s collection of poems that we’ve used as part of our Advent meditations, I gave myself the goal to write a series of Japanese Tankas as short reflections in preparation for Christmas Day. I know it’s late in the day…
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Thanksgiving may have passed, but may the life found around the kitchen table never end! To my delight, I came across this Joy Harjo poem today and knew immediately that I needed to share this deepening place. There’s good earth here and Harjo’s profound realism and imagery invites us all to savor every sweet bite…
the deepening ground 