Mule Barn
The new mule barn was once a country church The congregation, prospering, sold for lumber And built a fine one. Now the red mules lurch And sway from side to side in rhythmic slumber In stalls constructed of converted pews With all the drowsy rectitude of deacons Who half awaken, now and then, to muse […]
Forefended
There is no certain shelter Against uncertainty That can withstand disaster Impregnably; Except that spirits armored With fortitude have won Security from knowing There is none. –From Because It’s Here (written in 1949?)
Answer
Full half a hundred times I’ve sobbed I can’t go on, I can’t go on. And yet, full half a hundred times I’ve hushed my sobs and gone. My answer, it you ask me how, May seem presumptuously odd, But I think that what kept going on When I could not, was God. –From Halfway […]