The Writer's Almanac is a great new broadcast and podcast from Garrison Keillor. Everyday has talks about authors born on that day a reads a poem. They are outstanding and quite moving. The title of this entry will take you to the site. You can subscribe to the podcast or to an email version or just visit the site from time to time. Here is one of the poems that spoke to me and I used it in a sermon today:
Poem: that has no title by Robert Lax from Tertium Quid.
praise god, though he's no place in any
astronomic seating plan,
sing still his might for still he can
wreak havoc on the race of man.
he still can shrug the earth a bit
to make your standing towers sit
and quite destroy your joules and volts
with mediocre thunder-bolts.
he still can tear your towns apart
while his surrealistic art
grows grass where hitler's moustache grows
and ferns from hirohito's toes
fills frank sinatra's mouth with ashes
and springs a toad from garbo's lashes
and with some slight celestial mayhem
destroys the shrines of martha graham
and porter cole and coward noel
and splits the earth from pole to pole,
or with some ray you haven't found
sink dante's hell-shaft under-ground.
sing still his might for still he can
wreak havoc on the race of man.
Sunday, May 21, 2006
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