Seabird
Posted on | February 21, 2012 | 1 Comment
On our recent stay in Florida we saw thousands of birds along the shore, hopping before the surging foam, diving toward the waters, clipping inches over the waves. This image arose as my eyes followed their graceful search for food. For you grammarians the poem has something missing. Is it missing, or is its absence just a pointer to some transcendent realm? Let me know what you think.
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To have one
only body
and ungraspingly
possess it…
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William J. Everett
In my teaching career I authored eight books and numerous articles in social ethics and religion. After over thirty years of academic work — in Germany, India, and South Africa as well as in the United States — I wanted to turn my hand to a poetically written novel to probe the issues of ecological and human reconciliation.
When I am not writing, I create furniture for worship settings. For more about my work, go to www.WisdomsTable.net, where you will also find galleries of artwork by my wife Sylvia, whose ancestors were the original inspiration for Red Clay, Blood River. READ MORE...
Red Clay Blood River
Red Clay, Blood River is a story told by Earth about two brothers from Germany and an enslaved South African woman whose lives bind together America’s “Trail of Tears” and South Africa’s simultaneous “Great Trek” of 1838.
February 21st, 2012 @ 1:07 pm
Another great poem. Thanks again!!!