lenten journal: plotting the resurrection

    First Fig 
    My candle burns at both ends;
    It will not last the night;
    But ah, my foes, and oh, my friends—
    It gives a lovely light!

    I have kept my practice of a Lenten journal now for many years. This, however, is the first year I have tried to write and work two jobs. As I was driving home tonight, I thought of Edna St. Vincent Millay’s “First Fig,” which is a favorite and it led me to the following words.

    plotting the resurrection

    I’m not one to wax
    eloquent about the
    virtue of burning
    out though I feel a
    flicker of resonance
    with her candle in
    the way neither my
    daylight nor dark
    hold much room for
    rest it appears
    I have given up
    sleep for lent sleep
    for lent perhaps
    on easter morning
    I can nap in the
    empty tomb no
    one will be there



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