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Carolyn Whitnall
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Accidental theology PhD student | Rapidly forgetting what little I once knew about applied crypto | Poetry, ideally | She/her
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A sonnet for the Feast of the Presentation, celebrated 40 days after Christmas. #Candlemas
THE SACRIFICE IN THE TEMPLE I saw the preparation of my death And life, lie crying, cradled in the arms Of maiden motherhood. I heard alarms And consolations with each wailing breath, And recognised that many, wise and fools, Would fall … and many rise; an issued sign To bring to light the heart of the Divine, And to lay bare the "reasoning animals." Blood and fire and balm ascending with A forescent; I could taste the moment; feel The coming counteract, like sharpened steel – For who could stand the take of such a gift? But I, among the hoping, holding fast The word, rejoiced to see it flesh at last. Carolyn Whitnall
February 2, 2025 at 5:19 PM
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Advent is coming.
THIS HOUSE Oh come, oh come Emmanuel, and hurl Our order into holy disarray: Upend the tables where we wheel and deal, And scatter our accrued prosperity. Awake us, dancer on the dancing deep, From placid slumber; rock the boat; disturb The peace that we content ourselves to keep, And make us see the chaos we transfer. Confound our clarity, cut short our too long Prayers, take back the narrative and heckle Sermons preached to itching ears. Throw down Each stone in every separating wall. Do what you’re here to do … but, come what may, Rebuild the ruins of us, please – and stay. (Carolyn Whitnall, 2019)
November 29, 2024 at 10:29 AM