May 13, 2009 / Creative Writing
I watched Rebel Without a Cause on TV late one college night when I learned …
April 2, 2008
Sometimes, like an Andy Goldsworthy
assemblage, You take us to the very edge
of our collapse. And when it happens,
and the ice is eaten away by its own melting,
and the wind takes the straws, there You are,
ready to rebuild with endless patience.
You splint the cracked bones, tether
the shaky spirits. Even as it crumples
You plan the reconstruction of the body,
resurrecting it for new resilience, a shape that
brings You pleasure, lets You sit back, exuberant,
“That’s it. Hold it right there! Breathe.”
Luci Shaw is a poet, essayist, teacher, and Writer in Residence at Regent College, Vancouver. Widely anthologized, her writing has appeared in Image, Weavings, Books & Culture, the Christian Century, Relief, Rock & Sling, Ruminate, Radix, Crux, the Southern Review, Stonework, The Other Journal, Nimble Spirit, and others. Harvesting Fog, her thirtieth book, was released in 2010. For further information visit www.lucishaw.com.