by Prasanta | Sep 13, 2019 | Poetry, Writers, Writing, writing journey
Friends, I wanted to bring to your attention three poetry contests: Dignity not Detention – A prize of $500 and publication in Poetry International will be given for a single poem written for refugees currently being detained pending their hearings. (A similar...
by Prasanta | Jul 4, 2019 | Poetry
Streams of Amber When love’s fingertips brush fields, purple, amber and golden streams flow, trickle down to hungry souls, drip into an earth permeable to tears of human feet and ambered grace of grains transformed into red, white and blue frosted independence day...
by Prasanta | May 11, 2019 | Poetry
I wrote this poem a few years ago. The poem is in a form called the Shadorma, with the following syllabic structure in each stanza: 3-5-3-3-7-5. ***
by Prasanta | Apr 22, 2019 | Poetry, Spring
In April surprised by any old thing that should uproot itself and subvert the winter awakening to newness from sleep surprised each morning I, too, awake words– thrown away by winds souls– slaughtered by hatchets see— but don’t see my heart left me—...
by Prasanta | Apr 20, 2019 | Cross, Jesus, Poetry, Resurrection, Song Lyrics, the cross
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded Author (attributed to)- Bernard of Clairvaux; Translator from Latin to German – Paul Gerhardt; Translator into English – James W. Alexander (1830) Tune: PASSION CHORALE (Hassler) O sacred Head, now wounded with grief and shame...
by Prasanta | Apr 19, 2019 | Cross, Lent, Poetry, the cross
The Making a poem by Prasanta Verma Scattered, broken particles must be remade after life on earth snaps…. Read the rest of the poem here, at Evangelicals for Social Action (image from...
by Prasanta | Apr 18, 2019 | Christ, Friendship, God's Faithfulness, God's love, Gospel, Jesus, Lent, Poetry, the cross
As we are in the midst of another season of Lent, and approaching Easter, I am reposting this poem I wrote a few years ago. The poem is about Judas’ betrayal. This betrayal led to the guards finding Jesus, arresting him, and eventually his death. If it...
by Prasanta | Apr 13, 2019 | Jesus, Lent, Poetry
This Bread I Break By Dylan Thomas This bread I break was once the oat, This wine upon a foreign tree ‘Plunged in its fruit; Man in the day or wind at night Laid the crops low, broke the grape’s joy. Once in this wine the summer blood Knocked in the flesh that decked...
by Prasanta | Mar 20, 2019 | Poetry, Spring
It’s the first day of Spring. Below is a photo of a fragrant verbena, which usually blooms in the first 2 weeks of May. Nothing is blooming yet, but most of the snow has melted and the grass is visible. The temperatures are gradually increasing, although it is...
by Prasanta | Mar 8, 2019 | Lent, Poetry, poetry by others, Uncategorized
I wake and feel the fell of dark, not day by Gerard Manley Hopkins I wake and feel the fell of dark, not day. What hours, O what black hours we have spent This night! what sights you, heart, saw; ways you went! And more must, in yet longer light’s delay. With witness...
