Poetry Thursday: Lessons of Twelve-Year-Olds

Another week, another poem. This week’s poem is very down-to-earth, and features a bit less of the lofty language often characteristic of poems (and of poems here). Alicia Prickett is a common contributor here (as far as contributors go), and it is always a pleasure to feature her work. I found this piece interesting and reflective. I think you’ll all enjoy it. Christ Abide.

Poetry Thursday: The Church

This week we have a poem by Alicia Prickett. She has posted here three times before this, and it has been since October that we last were graced with her words. The imagery in the second stanza (Can I call it a stanza? What is the term?) is particularly powerful. Well, I would not want to over-talk it before letting you actually read it. Enjoy. Christ Abide.

Poetry Thursday: At The Scales

Will I ever get tired of Poetry Thursday? I don’t think so. Even with some personal hesitation about a few liberties taken with today’s content, I still think this poem is awesome. The talented Alicia Prickett has done a phenomenal job yet again.

Poetry Thursday: Evensong to a Deaf Student

I hope I never run out of poems to put up on this blog. It is people like Alicia Prickett (and the other poets who have submitted works) who keep this section possible. A poem a week would be difficult for me, but it would also be stifling. I get the distinct joy of reading something new each week, and learning a bit about poetry, about life, and about my friends. As always, I have no doubt you will enjoy this poem. And my challenge will be to try to learn to describe things in new and unique ways.

Poetry Thursday: Coffee Worker

This installment is one that I am particularly excited about sharing. The talented Alicia Prickett, a good friend of mine as well as a classmate for the last four years, has graced us with a fine poem, and some intriguing thoughts to go along with it. Her challenge (in the author’s note, below) to seek out hidden meaning (as an addictive puzzle) within poetry is an apt description of how to read poetry. I’ve personally had multiple discussions with Miss Prickett about poetry, and each of them produced new and interesting thoughts. Her skills as a writer have always been challenged (often by herself), and she proved her talents to me when I attended a reading of her rewrite of the book of Acts in iambic pentameter. The entire book, in over 45 pages. It was impressive, to say the least. Fortunately, you get a much shorter poem today. Enjoy, and have fun picking apart the pieces. I’ve got a few theories on meaning, but I imagine I’m only scratching one of the surfaces.