advent journal: words from a young poet


    I left my notes for my post sitting on my desk at school this afternoon as I was heading for the second shift at the computer store. I came home tonight to discover these words from Nate Klug, a new poet to me and a fellow UCCer.


    In the middle of December
    to start over

    to assume again
    an order

    at the end
    of wonder

    to conjure
    and then to keep

    slow dirty sleet
    within its streetlight

    I could not help but share my discovery and hope that I have the good fortune to bump into him somewhere along the road.


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