Poets Mixtape

Ten Poets Every Pastor Should Read

I made you a mixtape. Let me explain. When I get to know someone in church ministry and it comes out at some point that I have a background in poetry, there are usually just two responses. For some, itโ€™s a polite pivot into safer conversational territoryโ€”so how about this weather weโ€™ve been having, huh? Many people say something like: โ€œPoetry. Yeah, Iโ€™d like to get into poetry.โ€

This is a strange thing to say. I mean, itโ€™s like saying you want to get into music. Or get into art. These are broad categories covering hundreds, if not thousands, of years. The hugeness is overwhelming. Where do you start? Most church leaders know some of poetryโ€™s greatest hits. Shakespeare, John Donne, maybe some Robert Frost. These poets are the Beatles of poetry. Where do you begin?

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A Poetry Mixtape

Whatโ€™s difficult for people who say they want to get into poetry is that they donโ€™t see an entry point. Theyโ€™ve got everything from Beowulf to slam poetry, and they think: โ€œSomewhere in there is a poem for me.โ€

When I was in ninth grade, my buddy Jared felt sorry for me because I didnโ€™t listen to any music, so he recorded cassettes with songs he knew Iโ€™d like. Iโ€™d listen to them in my Walkman during history class (sorry, Mr. Greene). Without further ado, hereโ€™s my mixtape for you. Here are ten contemporary poets I think every pastor should read. Out of respect for these poetsโ€™ work, I havenโ€™t reproduced whole poems here, but Iโ€™ve provided:

  • My quick take,
  • a favorite collection,
  • some poems to start with, and
  • a few lines to whet your appetite.

I hope that you explore and discover a collection or two for your bookshelf.

DISCLAIMER: I point you toward these poets so that you would read them, not strip-mine their work for a quick sermon illustration. Before any of this shows up in your preaching, heed Thomas Cranmer: read, mark, learn, and inwardly digest.

1. Scott Cairns

Scott Cairns introduced me to the possibility of poetry as an outworking of faith. His poetry relies heavily on precise dictionโ€”his words carry the baggage of their etymological roots. He also has a dry wit that balances his erudition with a wry, contemporary voice. A convert to Orthodoxy, his verse translations of Christian mystics are excellent, and his memoir of his pilgrimages to Mount Athos is a beautiful meditation.

  • Favorite Collections: Philokalia and Compass of Affection
    • Start With: โ€œPossible Answers to Prayerโ€, โ€œOn Slow Learningโ€, โ€œSpiteful Jesusโ€, โ€œMetanoiaโ€, โ€œSetting Outโ€

โ€œYour angers, your zeal, your lipsmackingly
righteous indignation toward the many
whose habits and sympathies offend youโ€”

these must burn away before youโ€™ll apprehend
how near I am, with what fervor I adore
precisely these, the several who rouse your passions.โ€

from โ€œPossible Answers to Prayerโ€

2. Mark Jarman

As I said, many pastors are familiar with John Donne, the 17th-century poet-priest, famous for his “Holy Sonnets.โ€ They are masterpieces of the sonnet form and represent some of the best devotional poetry in the English language. Mark Jarman, among his many poetic accomplishments, boldly waded into Donneโ€™s waters with his own โ€œUnholy Sonnets.โ€ While not direct parallels to particular poems, Jarman takes up Donneโ€™s themesโ€”death, eternity, the personal love of Godโ€”and casts an ironic, even skeptical lens over them. The poems echo the words of the centurion: โ€œLord, I believe; help my unbelief.โ€ (Mark 9:24) Iโ€™ve excerpted one of his prose poems as well, from a collection called โ€œEpistlesโ€, which are imitativeโ€”in syntax, theme, and structureโ€” of the Apostle Paulโ€™s letters.

Consider the loving geometry that sketched your bones, the passionate symmetry that sewed flesh to your skeleton, and the cloudy zenith whence your soul descended in shimmering rivulets across pure granite to pour as a single braided stream into the skullโ€™s cup.

from โ€œIf I were Paulโ€

3. Marilyn Nelson

In a seminar once, Marilyn Nelson said, โ€œI like to write about what Iโ€™ve learned.โ€ In teaching poetry, I always used her poems to steer kids away from an inward vision of poetry as some sort of macabre navel-gazing. Marilyn Nelson certainly writes out of her identity as a black womanโ€”but does so by embodying the voices and experiences of others. She has written beautifully illustrated collections, meant for children and adults alike, dedicated to George Washington Carver, Emmett Till, and a slave named Fortune.

Dust climbs the ladder of light.
For this infernal, endless chore,
for these eternal seeds of rain:
Thank you. For dust.

from โ€œDustingโ€

4. Li-Young Lee

Preachers need poetry if for no other reason than to be reminded of the palpable weight of language. They need to hear Archibald MacLeishโ€™s edict: โ€œA poem should not mean, but be.โ€ Li-Young Lee helps me remember this better than most. His poems are so intimate in their particular imagery, so evocative in calling forth the senses, and so adept at telling a simple story, that I am led away from my irritating need to โ€œget something outโ€ of a poem, as if it were under interrogation. Leeโ€™s work wrestles with faith and the physical world, and also with the central role of the father-son relationship. I could hear โ€œFrom Blossomsโ€ read every day of the week.

  • Favorite Collection: Rose
    • Start With: โ€œFrom Blossomsโ€, โ€œThe Giftโ€, โ€œArise, Go Downโ€, โ€œA Storyโ€, โ€œFalling: The Codeโ€

O, to take what we love inside, to carry within us an orchard, to eat not only the skin, but the shade, not only the sugar, but the days, to hold the fruit in our hands, adore it, then bite into the round jubilance of peach.

from “From Blossoms”

5. Richard Wilbur

If youโ€™re a basketball fan, itโ€™s the feeling you get when you see a shooting guard crossover and find himself pirouetting in the lane, ducking giants, faking to one side, then curling gracefully under the rim, and laying the ball in as if heโ€™s putting his newborn to bed. Thatโ€™s the feeling I have when I read Richard Wilbur. Wilbur is so effortlessly in control of every element of his craftโ€”they are lovely to read once, but continue to offer insight and delight on the hundredth read. What’s more, his work is rooted in his Christian faith. His most well-known poem, โ€œLove Calls Us to the Things of This World,โ€ is perhaps the greatest masterpiece of Christian art from the 20th century.

  • Favorite Collections: Collected Poems
    • Start With: โ€œLove Calls Us to the Things of This Worldโ€, โ€œMatthew VIII, 28ff.โ€, โ€œAdvice to a Prophetโ€

Yet, as the sun acknowledges With a warm look the worldโ€™s hunks and colors, The soul descends once more in bitter love To accept the waking body…

from โ€œLove Calls Us to the Things of This Worldโ€

6. B.H. Fairchild

Fairchild wrote his doctoral dissertation on William Blake and proceeded to write poems about rednecks drinking tomato juice and beer. Such is the beautiful paradox of Fairchildโ€™s poetry, which brings complexity of syntax and a dizzying density of imagery to bear on small towns and wide prairies stretching from West Texas to Kansas. His poems swell and climax and almost always leave me wondering: how did he do that? His poems carry intense emotions from carefully rendered characters who move from slapstick comedy to colliding with eternity.

  • Start With: โ€œWhat He Saidโ€, โ€œFrieda Pushnikโ€, โ€œMadonna and Child, Perryton, Texas, 1967โ€, โ€œRave Onโ€

…eyes radiant with Truth and Jesus, and said, Babydoll, I would walk on my tongue from here to Amarillo Just to wash her dishes.

from โ€œWhat He Saidโ€

7. Denise Levertov

I didnโ€™t appreciate Levertov when I came across her work in college and grad school, but I knew enough from the way others spoke about her to see that I was wrong. Older (wiser?) now, I look at her poems and I know what I missed. She is uniquely engaged with the images and language of scripture and liturgy, creating a necessary conversation between the contemporary artist and religion. She laid the groundwork for the ongoing discussions that are so valuable today.

  • Start With: โ€œIn Whom We Live and Move and Have Our Beingโ€, โ€œThe Jacobโ€™s Ladderโ€, โ€œSt. Thomas Didymusโ€, โ€œO Taste and Seeโ€

I needed blood to tell me the truth, the touch of blood. Even my sight of the dark crust of it round the nailholes, didnโ€™t thrust its meaning all the way through to that manifold knot in me that willed to possess all knowledgeโ€ฆ

from โ€œSt. Thomas Didymusโ€

8. Christian Wiman

For my moneyโ€”not that itโ€™s a lotโ€”Wiman is the greatest living American poet. His work staggers me, especially in his willingness to explore the very edges of comprehension for the sake of music and image in his poems. His poems are like sonatas or sculpturesโ€”they feel embodied and instantiated. He is also intensely engaged with religion, his faith, and the broader American experience of God. His memoir My Bright Abyss is an unprecedented meditation on personal suffering (Wiman had an acute battle with cancer). His most recent book is a collection of poems from others on the subject of Joy. The introduction alone is worth the price of admission. A brilliant mind and a prolific artist.

  • Start With: โ€œSmall Prayer in a Hard Wind”, “Every Riven Thing”, “And I Said to My Soul, Be Loud”, “Clearing”

For I am come a whirlwind of wasted things and I will ride this tantrum back to God

from โ€œAnd I Said to My Soul, Be Loudโ€

9. James Wright

I feel about James Wright much the same way that I feel about Richard Wilbur. He was a master craftsman. His poems are simpler than Wilburโ€™s, though no less carefully constructed. Wright populates his poems with images and metaphors that steal your heart, and then, in a crucial turn, he breaks it with a single thought or phrase. Reading โ€œSaint Judasโ€ helped revive my approach to reading and meditating on the Bible.

  • Start With: โ€œA Blessingโ€, โ€œSaint Judasโ€, โ€œHookโ€, โ€œAutumn Begins in Martins Ferry, Ohioโ€

And suddenly I realize that if I stepped out of my body I would break into blossom.

from โ€œA Blessingโ€

10. Jeanne Murray Walker

I have a bias here, as Jeanne was one of my mentors in Seattle Pacific Universityโ€™s uniquely wonderful MFA program, but she doesnโ€™t need any favoritismโ€”her work speaks for itself. Her poems unfold; even her most lyric poems have a story to them. They meander elegantly, maneuvering us to a fitting arrival. And she is a very present guide; she operates primarily from a first-person perspective that invites the reader in on a journey of mutual discovery.

  • Start With: โ€œSacrificeโ€, โ€œVan Goghโ€, โ€œPortrait of the Virgin Who Said No to Gabrielโ€, โ€œGeese, Tree, Apple, Leavesโ€

Sometimes I think of Bach, working a stick with his mouth to get notes he couldnโ€™t reach with his hands and feet, so the sweet catastrophe of counterpoint
could break the hearts of his parishioners.

from โ€œSacrificeโ€

Image: photo by Rushay Booysen @rushay from Rushay’s Images, courtesy of Canva. Digitally edited by Jacob Davis.

Published on

September 17, 2018

Author

Kolby Kerr

Kolby Kerr serves as a bi-vocational minister atย Restoration Anglican Churchย and high school English teacher in Richardson, Texas.

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Metaphor means to “scale a gap”. We would be better Bible interpreters if we understood its purpose and relished the genre where we recognize it. Lewis said the same:

Most emphatically the Psalms must be read as poems; as lyrics,
with all the licences and all the formalities, the hyperboles, the
emotional rather than logical connections, which are proper to
lyric poetry. They must be read as poems if they are to be understood;
no less than French must be read as French or English as
English. Otherwise we shall miss what is in them and think we
see what is not.

Thank you Kolby. Iโ€™m an Anglican priest with an ancient seeming draw to poetry, both reading, and when I am bold, writing. This little article stole some fire from the Altar and laid it before me. Do I warm myself beside it or grab hold and burn? Thatโ€™s how Iโ€™m feeling about writing poetry at the moment. Again, thank you.

Thank you for this. As a poetry lover and writer, I enjoyed discovering new-to-me poets in this article!