So The Moon Would Not Be Swallowed - Award Of Merit (2008) The Word Guild

<i>So The Moon Would Not Be Swallowed</i> - Award Of Merit (2008) The Word Guild
A poetic journey with the poet's missionary grandparents to the China they served in between 1923 and 1951. CHECK OUT THE REVIEWS OF BOTH BOOKS (below)

Wednesday, April 18, 2007


God told Abraham --Kill your son for me --& they
climbed Mount Moriah so there would be a great
distance of rock cloud shadow & light to be sliced in
two --& the perplexing covenant might come to
-----mind as
you stare toward the blue horizon

The knife seems to fall forever
as Abraham (looking like an old man Rembrandt
frequently sketched) palms the bound youth’s face
with a large determined hand to shield him from the

The knife seems to fall forever
giving you time to think of bloody Passover --of
as sacrificial lamb --of what kind of god would ask
much --& what kind of father could do it (as a
windblown angel seizes the old man’s wrist)

Then you notice the eyes --bloodshot & observant
of a ram caught in a thicket --This is no happy
Three centuries after Rembrandt
the knife still falls

(This poem first appeared in Christianity & Literature. Unlike my previous posts, this is not from my chapbook)