Contest Honorees, Poetry, Summer 2007

Law of the Harvest

by Melody Newey

Poetry Contest Honorable Mention I curl myself around warm food in my belly— ancient, first and only comfort. I’m supposed to be rejoicing, sending my son into fields of white all ready to harvest. On sky blue sheets my heart tumbles out of my sickled chest, sends hope and sorrow to heaven where the sower [...]

Contest Honorees, Poetry, Summer 2007

Be Still (a psalm)

by Melody Newey

Poetry Contest 3rd Place Winner Come to the temple of silence, away from sounds of weary want, from the grinding, the tearing of time. Come away from shouting daylight and find me in the stillness of your afternoon; your ordinary afternoon. Put down your swords, your plowshares; take up my burden, my quiet, easy burden. [...]

Poetry, Summer 2007

On The Eighth Day

by Melody Newey

“And they heard the voice of the Lord God walking in the garden . . .” Genesis 3:8 You should have seen her face— wrung with shame, a tear cradled against one nostril. Nothing could have prepared her for the ache she felt in the shadow of her father’s disappointment. It wasn’t that she had [...]

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