Poem: God is the Fracture by Pádraig Ó Tuama (Readings from the Book of Exile)

Readings from the Book of Exile – Poems by Irish Catholic singer/songwriter/poet/theologian Pádraig Ó Tuam.
This morning I bring you a wonderful poem to get your brain cells jumping and whirring bright & early, no coffee needed. I ordered Ó Tuama’s extremely excellent book of poetry after reading a review of his poetry somewhere. And now I’m passing on the love!
The self-description from his website reads: “Pádraig, from Cork, lives and works in Belfast.  He writes and speaks words about poetry, faith, theology, gospel interactions, LGBT conversations, mediative dialogue, and gives retreats.” (http://intheshelter.com/)
The poems are contagious and energetic – Ó Tuama’s a spoken word poet, as well, and you can  “hear” his lively voice in the book of poems. Ó Tuama offers a fresh and engaging voice in spiritual poetry that is explorative and question-raising. I could also envision this poem worked into a sermon or reflection piece, or in other ways used in worship or in a discussion group.

God is the Fracture

I used to need to know
the end of every story
but these days I only
need the start to get me going.

God is the crack
where the story begins
We are the crack
where the story gets interesting

We are the choice of
where to begin
the person going out?
the stranger coming in?

God is the fracture
and the craic in your voice
God is the story
flavoured with choice

God is the pillar of salt
full of pity
accusing God
for the sulphorous city.

God is the woman who bleeds
and who touches
We are the story
of courage or blushes.

God is the story
of whatever works
God is the twist at the end
and the quirks

We are the start
and we are the centre
we’re the characters
narrators, inventors.

God is the bit
that we can’t explain
maybe the healing
maybe the pain.

We are the bit
that God can’t explain
maybe the harmony
maybe the strain.

God is the plot
and we are the writers
the story of winners
and the story of fighters

the story of love
and the story of rupture
the story of stories
the story without structure.


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