Poetry
- Anonymous. ‘Loverd, thou clepedest me’
- Baxter, James K. ‘A Pair of Sandals’
- Baxter, James K. ‘Air Flight to Delhi’
- Baxter, James K. ‘He Waiata o Hemi’
- Baxter, James K. ‘Letter from the Mountains’
- Baxter, James K. ‘Rocket Show’
- Baxter, James K. ‘Shalimar’
- Baxter, James K. ‘Song to the Holy Spirit’
- Baxter, James K. ‘Song to the Lord God on a Spring Morning’
- Bingham, Geoffrey C. ‘Beyond Despair’s Beyond’
- Bingham, Geoffrey C. ‘Creation’
- Bingham, Geoffrey C. ‘O Cross of Christ, O place of bliss’
- Bingham, Geoffrey C. ‘Wrath Averted’
- Bingham, Geoffrey C. ‘Where, Then, is the Sting?’
- Bly, Robert. ‘Call and Answer’
- Broadbridge, David. ‘Rembrandt: David and Uriah’
- Cairns, Scott. ‘To Himself’
- Cairns, Scott. ‘The Entrance of Sin’
- Cairns, Scott. ‘Into Hell and Out Again’
- Case, Edward Murray. ‘In Memoriam: Ernst Cassirer’
- Donne, John. ‘Goodfriday, 1613. Riding Westward’
- Eliot, T. S. ‘‘East Coker’, Part IV’
- Gaunt, Alan. ‘For P T Forsyth 1848-1921′
- Goroncy, Jason. ‘The Killing Tree’
- Goroncy, Jason. ‘Regained’
- Goroncy, Jason. ‘Carrying’
- Goroncy, Jason. ‘Sometimes parenting is like raking leaves’
- Lawrence, DH. ‘Song of a Man Who Has Come Through’
- Loader, William. ‘The tears touch the red dust beneath our feet’
- Muir, Edwin. ‘The Transfiguration’
- Murray, Les. ‘Flowering Eucalypt in Autumn’
- Murray, Les. ‘One Kneeling, One Looking Down’
- Murray, Les. ‘Poetry and Religion’
- Paterson, A B Banjo. ‘A Bush Christening’
- Paterson, A B Banjo. ‘He Giveth His Beloved Sleep’
- Shaw, Luci. ‘Holding On’
- Shaw, Luci. ‘Recognition’
- Southwell, Robert. ‘Marie Magdalen’s complaint at Christ’s death’
- Stead, C.K. ‘Without’
- Tennyson, Alfred Lord. ‘Vastness’
- Thorpe, Grant. ‘Conscience’
- Villiers, Annie. ‘Mended’
- Weston, Tom. ‘Painting the fall’
- Wyatt, Thomas Wyatt. ‘Ffrom depth off sinn’
I love poetry, hymnology. Wrestling Jacob by Charles Wesley is still one of my favorites – “Come, O Thou Traveler unknown,
Whom still I hold, but cannot see.”
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
“Yield to me now, for I am weak,
Speak to my heart, in blessing speak..”
irishanglican
23 April, 2008 at 1:05 am
I wonder if you have read any of Gerard Manely Hopkins poetry. His poem “As Kingfishers catch fire” took the breath out of me the first time I heard it. The way he used words for both their meaning and sound is amazing.
triumphantman
28 February, 2009 at 2:07 am