poetry
My first live video recorded show. Thanks to Crosspolitic for letting me invade the studio! This one is on The Lie of the Stripclub. The excellent MC for The Roots, Blackthought’s rhymes in “When the People Cheer” pull back the curtain and reveal what is really being bought and sold at a strip joint and we […]
Their juggernaut fury bore then, breakneck, on. Iliad, bk 16, ln 702 A horde of chub, toddling out of time, marching in and out of unbalanced lines. Terror of little lives just recently begun. Anyone with a sense of time sees in these wobbling ankles a rising sun. All Chronos’ alms, gathered in grinding […]
If you are looking for more from the Westminster Confession of Funk, check out my blog hosted by the Fight, Laugh, Feast Network. Check out my books at amazon.com/author/jason_farley. And visit Jovial Press for more.
If you are looking for more from the Westminster Confession of Funk, check out my blog hosted by the Fight, Laugh, Feast Network. Check out my books at amazon.com/author/jason_farley. Visit Jovial Press for more.
If you are looking for more from the Westminster Confession of Funk, check out my blog hosted by the Fight, Laugh, Feast Network. Check out my books at amazon.com/author/jason_farley. And visit Jovial Press for more.
If you are looking for more from the Westminster Confession of Funk, check out my blog hosted by the Fight, Laugh, Feast Network. Check out my books at amazon.com/author/jason_farley. And visit Jovial Press for more.
If you are looking for more from the Westminster Confession of Funk, check out my blog hosted by the Fight, Laugh, Feast Network. Check out my books at amazon.com/author/jason_farley. And visit Jovial Press for more
If you are looking for more from the Westminster Confession of Funk, check out my blog hosted by the Fight, Laugh, Feast Network. Check out my books at amazon.com/author/jason_farley. Become a Member HERE. And visit Jovial Press for more.
IN SPITE OF GERMS by Don Marquis Disease, says a prominent scientist, is often transmitted by kissing. — News item The scientist Will still insist There’s danger in romances. And yet the stupid Mister Cupid Keeps on taking chances. Though they affirm A deadly germ Lurks in the sweetest kisses, Let’s hope the day Is far […]
Welcome to this episode of The Westminster Confession of Funk on the Fight, Laugh, Feast network. This is a podcast about storytelling, fatherhood, music, poetry, literature, the creative process, theology and the perils of trying to live the good life. Become a member here and make sure to enter The Westminster Confession of Funk in […]
Here is another poem from Twenty Wild Decembers: Poems on Time If you are looking for more from the Westminster Confession of Funk, check out my blog hosted by the Fight, Laugh, Feast Network. Check out my books at amazon.com/author/jason_farley. And visit Jovial Press for more. Thanks for joining me and keep it funky people.`
Welcome to this episode of The Westminster Confession of Funk on the Fight, Laugh, Feast network. A Podcast about storytelling, fatherhood, music, poetry, literature, the creative process, theology and the perils of trying to live the good life.
I am Jason Farley, author, teacher, pastor, and publisher at Jovial Press.
If you are looking for more from the Westminster Confession of Funk, check out my blog hosted by Cross Politic.
Check out my books at amazon.com/author/jason_farley.
And visit Jovial Press for more.
If you are looking for more from the Westminster Confession of Funk, check out my blog hosted by Cross Politic. Check out my books at amazon.com/author/jason_farley. And visit Jovial Press for more.
My Poem The Scars of God’s Hands G.K. Chesteron’s Poem The Hunting of the Dragon If you are looking for more from the Westminster Confession of Funk, check out my blog hosted by Cross Politic. Check out my books at amazon.com/author/jason_farley. And visit Jovial Press for more.
My soul clung to the dust, now dust clings to my soul. Your life-breath, once blown up the nose of my father, once exhaled in fruit-statutes, once blown across the dry bones until they could get up and dance; breathe life on me. Speak again the six stanzas that climb up to rest. Speak them […]
Blueberry bushes brush bungling hands. Hands heavy with age —quivering unhelpfully— gather taste gushing gems of tang. No rot. No root-break. The ripped branches are simply savaged off by shaking old hands. Hands tired of being bound- back for decades. Held mute by manners monastic and proper. Held still by habit and a fury hell […]
Check out the poem Pied Beauty from Hopkins. If you are looking for more from the Westminster Confession of Funk, check out my blog hosted by Cross Politic. Check out my books at amazon.com/author/jason_farley. And visit Jovial Press for more. Thanks for joining me and keep it funky people.
SONG OF YOUR OWN People take on the shape of the songs and stories that surround them, especially if they don’t have a song of their own. Neil Gaiman, Anansi Boys Like the slender-ankled daughters of ocean shaped by the banks that decide their path, we are shaped by our songs and our stories like potions. Each […]
Having recently had The Rev. Joseph Carlson as a Guest on the recent episode of CrossPolitic, I thought it might be nice to get one of his sonnets before you. This is for the 24th Sunday of the Trinity Season in his book of Sonnets for the Church Year. Waiting Four hundred years – the […]
Wing Lift Psalm 91:3-4 Death-wrenched, life-drenched, each pinched soul fledged to soar on raptorial sails. A fowler-freed fire-bred goldfinch, carols unhitched, stretching and reaching, on wind-held wings. Held in glide and lift, windhover pinion, piloted upwards, against the pull, against the pitch, rich wind hovers over the face of the waters fixing and fastening the […]