This week’s poem is “Good Bones” by Maggie Smith.Rev. Claire shares:“This poem by Maggie Smith is so good it has gone viral a number of times. I love this poem because it holds many conflicting truths together and honors them all. I feel this one in my bones.”  

The first poem I ever memorized was Jabberwocky, by Lewis Carroll, in 8th grade. I can recite it to this day. I love how the onomatopoeia and nonsensical phrasing allow for greater interpretation. Is “brillig” a weather condition? A play of light? Something ominous or something playful? Just how “mimsy” were those “borogoves”, and would … Continue reading Poetry Month: The Jabberwocky