Today I’m returning briefly to the blog-o-sphere to promote the work of contemporary poet Marie Howe. Thanks to a friend who always posts what poetry he’s reading on Facebook, I recently clicked over to read a remarkable poem called The Star Market on the New Yorker. “The people Jesus loved were shopping at the Star Market yesterday,” reads the first line. That’s all it took. About five seconds later I had placed an order for two of her collections.
The one I have been slowly meandering through this past week is called The Kingdom of Ordinary Time, and it is filled with the same kind of clear, arresting vision into all that waits for us in (apparently) ordinary time.
Go thou, and purchase!