The Morning I Married The Sky: Poems Inspired by Rumi, Billy Collins and more
Book Details
Author(s)Dingman, Chris
ISBN / ASIN1492852597
ISBN-139781492852599
AvailabilityIn Stock.
Sales Rank2,891,495
MarketplaceUnited States 🇺🇸
Description
you don’t build up
good works and drag
them in a bag
up to heaven and then
unpack them
before the almighty
for his approval
god is whistling
are you dancing?
—
“The goal of poetry is to move and delight at a level deeper than the everyday. A poem serves the same “purpose” as a walk in the woods, or a bird that we pause and watch. There are two parts: the bird and the stillness of the pause. May these birds meet your stillness.”
—Chris Dingman
—
from "The Morning I Married the Sky:
he was sitting on the couch
with a laptop when he heard
the unmetered click
of something too frail
to be man-made knocking
on wood and through the screen
door he saw of all things
a woodpecker
so he went
outside
and watched
and thought they really
do they peck
the wood that's where
the name comes from
and the breeze threw
him a surprise party
in a room the sky
had painted blue
and there were trees and their leaves
were all waving and then the bird
was gone but he
stayed in the space
it left
good works and drag
them in a bag
up to heaven and then
unpack them
before the almighty
for his approval
god is whistling
are you dancing?
—
“The goal of poetry is to move and delight at a level deeper than the everyday. A poem serves the same “purpose” as a walk in the woods, or a bird that we pause and watch. There are two parts: the bird and the stillness of the pause. May these birds meet your stillness.”
—Chris Dingman
—
from "The Morning I Married the Sky:
he was sitting on the couch
with a laptop when he heard
the unmetered click
of something too frail
to be man-made knocking
on wood and through the screen
door he saw of all things
a woodpecker
so he went
outside
and watched
and thought they really
do they peck
the wood that's where
the name comes from
and the breeze threw
him a surprise party
in a room the sky
had painted blue
and there were trees and their leaves
were all waving and then the bird
was gone but he
stayed in the space
it left
