Welcome to Sunday Poetry. If this is your first visit you can read about the purpose and inspiration of my Sunday blogs here.
Today is September 11th, and the poem, Heaven by Patrick Phillips, is in honor of all who live on only in memories. Phillips gives us a poignant image of the afterlife to ponder. What is your own vision of heaven? Does Phillips’s give you a strange lump in the throat as it did me? Do you want to relive the past you “remember,” eternally, and not the one that may actually have occurred?
I loved the simplicity of this poem, but also its power and the images it created. And you?
Remember there are no quizzes here, no right ways to read or contemplate the poem we share. No dissecting allowed. Just come along for the “read,” and enjoy the experience. What line or word or thought will you carry along with you this week? And if you’d like to tell us where the poem took you? We’ll listen.