Dec 25, 2016 | Advent, Rusten Walter Harris
Exact imprint Unum Anno Domini Very God very man without blemish Perfect lamb Hypostatic union Homoousios Saint Nicolas A bruise upon the cheek of Arius Hard to believe Our desperate need Paradox Son of God Son of man Climax of covenant and plan Offspring of Eve...
Dec 24, 2016 | Advent, Rusten Walter Harris
There was a time when the world Like an arctic desert wasteland Frozen and forbidding Made no room For hopeful celebration Always winter never Christmas Hollow men filled themselves With a little dried tubers Or whatever they could find Thinking none to thank Praised...
Dec 23, 2016 | Advent, Rusten Walter Harris
“And he did what was evil in the sight of the lord” That common epitaph like a pall Hung over the memory of most The kings of Israel and Judah That country of schism with ‘covenant, calling and charter’ To be a light to the myriad of nations...
Dec 22, 2016 | Advent, Rusten Walter Harris
Something about Christmas The thought of divinity entering The world as a babe Condescending to diaper changes Nursing from his mother’s breast Unable to hold up his own head Becoming dependent Seems to elevate all of life And it’s most mundane experiences...
Dec 21, 2016 | Advent, Rusten Walter Harris
When I was a kid I made chains One every year, hung near my bed About five loops from each single sheet Of cheap construction paper- Alternating red and green every morning tear one off Mark the distance between Now and Christmas With a visual point of reference The...
Dec 20, 2016 | Advent, Rusten Walter Harris
My wife and two kids Christmas carols and coffee What isn’t a gift? The rest of the poems from Rusten Harris’s Advent series on Moss Kingdom: Incarnation, Christmas Eve, Kings, Some Kind of Glory, Chains, Gifts, Quotidian Couple, A Thousand Lights, Eve...
