The Corvid’s Psalm The crow, she does not,she cannot, blend inwith a nodding sweetness sungto welcome the becoming time, theexchange of vigil between stars and sun. Instead, heavy of presence and proclamation, both,she prays her own psalm honestly:her self-reflective observationfrom within the upper arboreal girders,bare but for her gaze and contemplation,out and over and somehow…
Tag: prayer
Prayer: a Poem
Prayer (Written Thanksgiving Day, 2026) I could sitin a pew reciting psalmsor standin a kitchen peeling apples;Maybe walkthrough the wet night skyof fallen stars thatdance across the pathby where the buckeyesopen their husks, offeringtheir heart to the elements,the Earth, their maker. It is all praise, all thanksgiving,for the gift, the blessing,the knowing,of being alive,with you…
Autumn in Words and Photo: From the Journal
7:13 AM Good morning from the end of the hall. Tea cooling on the sill out of habit, even though the window is closed, save a small fraction. Cat curled in my lap and set to ‘purr cycle,’ It feels like fall, within and without. The house is a wee bit cooler; Iong sleeves feel…
Never Boring: A Poem
Never Boring Snaked a drain;plunged a shower;wore galoshes inside;had a cashier call me honey;wrote a script;filmed a short;overheard a discussion of ice cream flavours;cleaned a cat box;made an omelette;scheduled events;composed emails;happened upon bagpipeshaving a go at large scale blooming;and prayed while walking;prayed a line at a time, two words a footfall—until home once morewithin these…
Let it be about Love
I went to a funeral yesterday—not because I knew the person well—I had only met her once, actually, at a program she attended at the Centre. I went to accompany someone else and to be a visible presence of the Society when it seemed like that would be a good thing to do. I later…
Of Late
I was sitting at the Farmer’s Market this past Saturday and someone said “Do people regularly stop and ask you stuff when you’re out and about? Directions, stuff like that?” “Um…Yes.” “I’m not surprised…” and off they walked. Sunday liturgy at the house where I live has stopped for the summer—a great opportunity to branch…
Feast of the Sacred Heart, 2026
Funny thing… I meant to sit down and write a grace for a luncheon we are hosting tomorrow…and I still will… but this fell out of the keyboard first… A Prayer for the Feast of the Sacred Heart, 2026 This world, your world, is fragmented, frayed, and also glorious; There are factions and flowers, celebrations…
Within my own warm keep
8:23 AM Saturday, March 14 After the gradient of greys and dark moody greens of Point Pleasant… After the Market… with a flat white, a plain croissant, and gratitude. Oh, and two loaves of sourdough. Caffeine, carbs, and gratitude… Went to Laughing Whale and was greeted with “Our first customer and it’s YOU!” A smile…
Advent IV, 2025: A Poem
Advent IV, 2025 Watch with me, waitin the cold tolling stillnessfor the beckoning changeat the near edge of now,at the turning of the earth,when what has been, ohwith the stars in their arrangementspointing the way, becomes brilliant, becomesa blooming peal of deep joy,a radiance of awe, in excelsis, gloria! Kimberly M. King
Advent III, 2025: A Poem
Advent III, 2025 Especially now and particularly here,in these times of laden turnings and churningsof earth and thought and the ineffable Good, O Hearth, O Journey, O Laughter and Solemnity, let us hold joy in quiet glad-open handthat it might leap with a free heartinto the arms of awe and eyes of wonder. And may my…
