Well, after months of preparation and two babies born in the meantime (yes, they were twins), the crowdfunding campaign is ready to go. Follow the link to check out project details and rewards for donations. 31 days to raise the $1250 needed to get the book into your hands!
Another preview from the collection, especially for today: Transfiguration Sunday.
The heart seeks Tabernacle:
on mountain-top, by river-bank, it longs
to settle, to hold the Presence safe,
within arm’s reach,
just the length of an Elijah’s-staff away.
Yet the false Tabernacles we weave
as curtains against truth
turn Transfiguration to self-help session
and seek double portions to allay the moment’s loss.
Day turns to night.
The chariot leaves; the mountain calls us down.
Beneath the vision’s light, what will we know
when ecstasy fades and the presence evades
our attempts at tabernacles?
In the heart’s dwelling-place when the moment is past,
will we descend to today’s implications?
When the glow recedes but the portion remains,
will we tend to the horsemen of Israel?
When I first started writing my way through the church calendar back in 2012, I found that one English poet, John Keble, had beaten me to it in 1827. So I decided to pay tribute to him instead of trying to outdo him. The opening sequence of poems in Keble’s The Christian Year refers again and again to the way that our days and seasons “swell” with the expectancy of God’s glory. And so this seemed an apt image to use in my own cycle of poems.
In 2013, John Keble’s memorial day in the church calendar happened to fall on Good Friday. So here is a snippet from the poem that I wrote that day in memory of him:
If we could pause the swelling of our years
Enough to let our wounds rest in his wounds,
We might find hiding places for our shame
And tissue torn to daub up all our tears.
There all our sorrows sound their sweetest tunes
Within the broken triumph of his Name.
Stay tuned for more samples from The Swelling Year, and sign up to the mailing list via the “Contact” page to make sure you don’t miss any updates on the project’s progress.
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This is the home page for my forthcoming book project, “The Swelling Year: Poems for Holy and Ordinary Days”.
The book will gather together poems written over the last six years, coming out of a growing interest in the ancient seasons of the church’s liturgical year and how these can shape our devotional lives.
These poems began with my “Swelling Year” project, back in 2012, when I started writing my way through each day of the Anglican church calendar. After I came full cycle through the year, I decided to keep going – not every day, but regularly revisiting the seasons of the year and the people, events, stories and themes that the calendar remembers.
At the start of 2019, I decided it was time to bring together the best of these six years of “writing liturgically”, and this site will be the place for updates on the project, including the launch (coming soon…!) of a crowdfunding campaign to get the book into people’s hands, on their devices and on their bookshelves. Please hit “Follow” and subscribe here if you want to know more, and spread the word to others who you think will be interested.
Meanwhile, you can find regular pieces of my writing at my home blog, The Consolations of Writing.
I hope to see you all here again soon!