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Benjamin Popham's avatar

I think one of my difficulties with poetry was never hearing it read aloud (and also not being exposed to very much poetry growing up) In many ways that is the purpose of poetry to be a memory kept recitation, an imaginary supplement by which you increase your view of the world.

It wasn’t till I was older and I heard poetry read aloud and something shifted, It was much like what you said, something good was there that was just out of reach. A pure form of the expression of human experience in the most beautiful form of language.

I think it’s purpose is to naturally body forth these things along by observing creation:

“”For since the creation of the world God’s invisible qualities—his eternal power and divine nature—have been clearly seen, being understood from what has been made, so that people are without excuse.“

”speaking to one another with psalms, hymns, and songs from the Spirit. Sing and make music from your heart to the Lord,“

(Rom 1:20, Eph 5:19)

To behold the creation which beholds God, is to therefore behold what is known about God by making windows into his creations via poetry and words.

The words may not be obviously “religious” at every turn, but they express God at every turn. As long as you speak of the creation your work will have the fingerprint of the creator. What other materials do you have to work with?

This could be the observation of a simple thing.

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Joshua L's avatar

As an American that currently lives in England and never drank tea besides when I was sick I resonate immensely with your tea analogy, I now I have a cup every morning and often one or two in the afternoon/evening but always with a little sugar or honey. Growing up around people that didn't fully appreciate tea or understand it, neither did I, but over here in the land of tea, one could say I'm properly steeped in it... I've gotten a much greater appreciation for it.

Your pondering and poesy writings are as being in England was to tea for me. I feel I have a fairly similar past with poetry as you seem to, in school I could always tell there was something more there but I just couldn't fully appreciate it. I've always enjoyed the rhythm of spoken word and enjoy the IDEA of poetry but I have never been able to truly enjoy it as much as I feel like I could. If you have any recommendations of some good poesy I would love to try slowing down and pondering some with a good cup of tea. I've always been an avid fantasy and sci-fi reader and Tolkiens work in the lord of the rings has always felt semi-poetic to me, as if the writting was too grand and precise for a simple story yet too plentiful for a poem if you take my meaning.

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