Love Is Come Again


Four Thanksgivings
Four
Christmases
Four New Year’s
Four
Valentine’s

All
These days
Sixteen
Seasons

Every decent lesson
Learning
This is awfulness in charge
Plus the thing
About
We get what we deserve

Rise of the selfishness
The dark side
With
Apologies to dark
That should be
Romantic
And impressive

An evil empire
For those who think
This is
An empire

Not
Better understood
A borrowed colony at best
Over which
Dimensionally
A judge maintains
And will
One day
Make plain
The judgment
Of all things flesh
And spirit

Of the material
And abstract

All names
Obliterated
Unremembered
Like sin
In a repentant land
Rather we shall own what is
Eternity’s
To own

Then
Names and things re-remembered
As it were
One by one
In openness
Of love

So that we shall have
The good
And not so much
Wanting
Any other

Wheat that in dark earth many days has lain
And then
Love is come again like wheat that springeth green

Certain songs knowing
By the souls
That move the songs for us
From
Sleeping ground
Onto the wakful earth

Over teaching water
Into faithful sky


C L Couch



“Love Is Come Again” (“Now the Green Blade Riseth”) is a hymn


Photo by Ksenia Makagonova on Unsplash

Each fat round acorn
Under my feet in white sand
An intimate gift

[photographer’s text]