Malcolm came out to the wild, wild west
to kindle us and turn us on.
He is the last living village lamplighter
who knows how to
trim dead wicks and polish
our globe glass so it casts light again.
He is the last living village lamplighter
who knows how to
trim dead wicks and polish
our globe glass so it casts light again.
Afterward, we see poetry in each other
crystal clear, shining with the
original glow.
crystal clear, shining with the
original glow.
I want to nestle under the spell of
his dancing words and twinkling eyes
forever, but he lives across the pond,
making this is impossible. When time
is short with someone who wraps
making this is impossible. When time
is short with someone who wraps
his arms around the world, the only
thing to do is tuck up close
wherever he is, for as long
as possible, and listen.
Be all there - still and quiet, or dance
thing to do is tuck up close
wherever he is, for as long
as possible, and listen.
Be all there - still and quiet, or dance
along if you must.
Every poem and song had a double
shake of English flavored BAM!
shake of English flavored BAM!
I believe he could spice, rehydrate,
and tenderize the most ancient
hide bound leather and make
it not only tasty, but resurrect it
so it would be able to
give milk and moo again.
give milk and moo again.
Here's another poet who honors
that long ago last supper's last request,
that long ago last supper's last request,
"Do this - you are my poema, and so are they -
go make poetry now, in remembrance of Me.”
This is my tribute to an incredible poet, musician, writer, scholar, and warm human being.
He blessed us greatly at Kindlingsfest 2012 on Orcas Island. Dick Staub coined him as being the closest thing to a real live hobbit that you'll ever meet. I didn't ask to see his feet for proof, but his pipe convinces me. Only someone from the shire could be so full of life and vibrant joy.
You can try to keep up with him by following him on Twitter.
Lancia E. Smith wrote one, two, three posts from an interview with him. She captured his essence with her words and photos.
He is involved with preserving the G.K. Chesterton Library and is a chaplain at Girton College, Cambridge.
Lancia E. Smith wrote one, two, three posts from an interview with him. She captured his essence with her words and photos.
He is involved with preserving the G.K. Chesterton Library and is a chaplain at Girton College, Cambridge.
4 comments:
Loved, loved these lines:
" I believe he could spice, rehydrate,
and tenderize the most ancient
hide bound leather and make
it not only tasty, but resurrect it
so it would be able to
give milk and moo again."
Thanks for introducing me to this gentleman!
I see you smiling. He made all the dead poets seem alive, contemporary, and full of wisdom for today....
I am forever changed by those last two lines.
We don't often think of the Eucharist in these terms, but that is the essence of it. It isn't my original idea, I stole it after hearing it and being moved like you are, Maureen. Poema - his workmanship.......being in a continuous state of becoming........ healthy, whole, and holy. Isn't it our extreme gratefulness for the process that what makes us look so loved and live a creative life. :) :) :)
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