April 15, 2016 / Creative Writing
In this poem, Jennifer Stewart Fueston captures some of those thoughts that arise in the meditative underwater silence.
April 2, 2006
Solemn, weightless, she appears
in the slender doorway of his time.
Heavy-sweet perfume rises, mingles
with murmurous voices bruising
the air, stinging her bare, bending nape;
hair falls unveiled on urgent fingers.
She weeps for the brother, living;
for the master, dead;
Time, a slivered moon, turns
toward the dark.
Broken pieces of stone vessel
catch tears of prophecy;
a pungent love wells up,
offends, stirs thunder,
Debra Rienstra is an associate professor of English at Calvin College. She has written two books, Great With Child: On Becoming a Mother, a personal meditation on motherhood, and So Much More: An Invitation to Christian Spirituality, which is a gentle introduction to the Christian faith. Rienstra writes literary non-fiction, poetry, and literary criticism, and teaches early British literature and creative writing.