The Ordering of Love
By Madeleine L’Engle
“In a brilliant marriage of myth and manner, histories sacred and profane, prayers of petition and of praise, these poems both articulate and illumine the trouble in the gap in which we live–the gap between human affections and Divine Love. L’Engle is unfailing in her willingness to see through–not around–human ...more
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This book has a poem called The Pharoah's Cross which starts like this;
It would be easier to be an atheist; it is the simple way out.
But each time I turn toward that wide and welcoming door
it slams in my face, and I- like my forbears- Adam, Eve--
am left outside the garden of reason and limited, chill science
and the arguments of intellect.
Who is this wild cherubim who whirls the flaming sword
'twixt the door to the house of atheism and me?
Sometime in the groping dark of my not knowing
I am ...more
I am not a big fan of poetry.
But I kept reading blogs that referred to her writing, so I thought the least I could do was try something short and sweet.
And she changed my life.
Madeleine's style is deep and theological, yet short and sweet. Most of the items in this book were sonnets, which are contained to a formulaic length. She packs a punch in few words, and leaves you pondering sentence fragments for hours to come.
The collections include:
From Lines Scribbled on an Envelope(1969)
-Abraham’s Child, The Promise, Testament, People in Glass Houses, Moses, Act II Scene ii, Tree at Christmas,
Within This Strange and Quickened Dust
The Irrational Season (1977)
-Who Shoved Me into the Night?, How Very Odd It Seems O Lord, Love Letter Addressed To
The Weather of ...more
I don't really know what I was expecting when I opened this book. But I suppose I thought more of the poems would be personal. What I mean by that is only that the majority of the poem collections out there seem to have a lot of 1st person narrative feel to them. More often than not, I don't really like the "blander" dry stuff that's ...more
Most of the book contained religious ...more
(Because she had angered the gods, Medusa was the only one of the Gorgons who was not immortal.)
I, of all the Gorgons, I alone must die.
Since death must come to me I carry death
At all times in my face, my bitter eye,
If every breath I draw is mortal breath
Leading irrevocably to my end
I'll give stone death to all who see my face,
My span of life resentfully will spend
Denying life: revenge for my disgrace.
I, who should be immortal, have been shamed,
But cloak my shame in ...more
This read was as satisfying for the same reason. L'Engle ...more
Words must be said, and silences be kept,
Yet, that word better left unheard, unspoken,
Like that unsaid, can wound. O Love, I’ve wept
From words, have thought my heart was broken
From the looked-for word unuttered. Where
Silence should speak loud, we speak instead.
Where words of love would heal we do not dare
To voice them: From sound and silence both have fled.
Yet love grows through those quiet deepening hours
When silence fills the empty boundless spaces
Twixt flesh and flesh. ...more
I miss this writer! Her death last year touched me more than any other author. Diving back into her poems was a great treat.
Long after hangers hung austere and bare.
I would walk in and suddenly the true
Sharp sweet sweat scent controlled the air
And life was in that small still living breath.
Where are you? since so much of you is here,
Your unique odour quite ignoring death.
My hands reach out to touch, to hold what's dear
And vital in my longing empty arms.
But other clothes fill up the space, your space,
And scent on scent send out strange false alarms.
Not of your odour there is not a trace.
But something unexpected still breaks through
The goneness to the presentness of you.”
and who is to say which time is right?”