This week we bring a poem or two to share and we will also focus on contemporary poet Natalie Diaz - specifically her poem These Hands, If Not Gods
Here is the start of the poem please follow the link to see the whole poem (she also has a short paragraph describing her intentions when making the poem as well) Luckily we have time to prepare ahead of time to discuss her imagery, readability and multiple literary and religious images -I suspect it will be a very interesting discussion. Don't have time to delve too deeply into the poem? - no problem - Everybody is welcome - We hope you will join us -
Haven't they moved like rivers--
like Glory, like light--
over the seven days of your body?
And wasn't that good?
Them at your hips--
isn't this what God felt when he pressed together
the first Beloved: Everything.
Fever. Vapor. Atman. Pulsus. Finally,
a sin worth hurting for. Finally, a sweet, a
You are mine.