Friday, April 6, 2012

National Poetry Month: Day Six

It is Good Friday and I am loving this essay by Jill Alexander Essbaum. 

Here's a quote:

But I pray.  Boldly.  Like how Luther says to sin.  I’m not very nice about it.  I’m adamant.  My most-prayed prayer? What Jacob told the angel. I will not let you go until you bless me.  To which I add: And then, I still won’t let you go.  To which I also add: Dammit.

Click here for today's poem.

1 comment:

  1. After being drawn over here from Derfwad Manor by "Derfwad of the Week", I am poking around to see what sorts of things you post. And today's post (well, THIS one -- obviously it wasn't done TODAY) has definitely caught my interest.