“This Place” is a single, 40-page poem about the glory of creation and the Glorious Creator who gave it to us. Handwritten while camping, “This Place” inspires readers to think fondly on their own place of special meaning- their own retreat and safe haven- where they find the quiet solitude to connect with the One who made them.
What genre is it?
What kind of readers will it appeal to?
Poetry lovers who “draw nigh unto Him” will find my words appealing, refreshing, and comforting.
I want my readers to leave “This Place” and feel as if they know their true eternal Home, a place prepared for them in Glory. I want them to know the exuberance of love, an internal combustion of perfection’s radiance penetrating their spirits, as if electrifying their souls.
Can you treat us to an excerpt from the poem?
If not for the hilarity
of this place-
where spiders weave webs
large enough to capture my whole body
as if: effortlessly ensnaring the haphazard
and yet I know the work,
the labor, the toil,
just to eat a bite,
where I write by moonlight
words scrawled across a page,
just blurred lines by the refined
light of the sun bouncing off our moon,
to shine on this page,
else dying (which is: not trying);
where bullfrogs and lark
chant a chorus in the night-
then I would take flight, and go home.
As it is, bug guts
in my ink; the humidity
so thick I could sink my teeth
into the air:
like crab apples
plucked from a tree
planted in memory of
a sleeping saint;
the smear of an earthly
life now over,
and then the drip,
the taste, death giving life
to my lips;
and then my blood
in a winged body
spread across these pages,
as if: our spirit never ages
but becomes more in tuned
to the one who grooms us
that is: conquering all fear
and mortal uncertainty.
That’s gorgeous. Tell us a bit about yourself.
Straight up, I am a disciple of Christ. And what that means to me is radically perceptible and altogether vigorous: somehow, through the Spirit of God, I do believe that I am being transformed into His image. I know, I know, it sounds preposterous, but I tell you the truth as I know, this is what is right for me. My writing reflects just that: a believer’s writings, a poet’s faith. I am but a child on my path; I am entering my twenty-seventh year of life. I hope to have many more decades to perfect the art of eloquent expression of words: to me, there is no greater gift.
Do you have a website where we can keep up with your work?
How can we follow you on Twitter and/or Facebook?
– “Mangono” My well-prepared NaNoWriMo project (no words written, just tons of notes and story boarding). I plan to publish this by Spring 2014.
-“Write Room” A collection of responses to “Room to Write” writing prompts.
– “7 Years Later” A journal outlining my perpetual pursuit of my Maker.