Amy Secrist

Tag: Catholic poetry

  • A Day After Snow

    The air is filled with flashes of sun, like it broke into bits and the wind now blows it apart, all these separate pieces, everywhere. Countless more flecks of sun spin through everything, too small to see, hidden in the depths of us, of creation, the depths of everywhere, everything water in every form. We bounce around…

  • God beyond God

      “God is always beyond God, the iconoclast par excellence, who over and over breaks out of the forms and symbols of our making.” ~ Bernard J. Lee, SM I stand at the sink scrubbing the shiny steel pan when my littlest one asks me to read. I ask for his patience, one, two, three…

  • Hope Song

    Through the course of preoccupation with understanding I keep shadowed under the canopy of a forest built with efforts of every shape: goldened oaks, and old worries, fired maples and malcontent, bronzed birches and weeping brokenness, flamed crab-apples and crooked-perfection; the leaves are snapping free of the twig, while mistakes release to the noisy wind.…