Can I be realjust for a moment?(If I linger I mightstart hating myselfall over again.)I stand before you,a boyfriend, butnot a partner,appealing toyour kinder side. You reach for me,seemingly annoyedbut not meaningto endangerour entanglement.We wallow inour emotions—they seem to formwho we are whentogether. We don’t know how tobe apart. Fromthe startthere was nothingother than us;no …
Let’s Go to Theology Class: Creativity, Sub-Creation, Redemption, and Culture
The following summary is from the final week of my new class—Theological Aesthetics—in pursuit of my master’s degree in theology at Colorado Christian University. Can the arts be understood as having any positive place in God’s continuing engagement with nature and history? How do you respond to the suggestion that they might make a “redemptive” …
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Let’s Go to Theology Class: Art and a Theology of Engagement
The following summary is from the fourth week of my new class—Theological Aesthetics—in pursuit of my master’s degree in theology at Colorado Christian University. Given the centrality of art of some sort to most religious traditions, how can shared artistic practices and/or aesthetic experience furnish a worthwhile focal point for meaningful discussion, exchange, and mutual …
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Let’s Go to Theology Class: Art and Spirituality
The following summary is from the first week of my new class—Theological Aesthetics—in pursuit of my master’s degree in theology at Colorado Christian University. Assess the claim that art relates us to realities of a “spiritual” sort. Include in your answer particular reference to John Ruskin’s notion of Theoria (1903). Written by Steven Barto, B.S., …
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The Roof
Up here on the roof, I am tall, taller than all, at the apex: not of height, nor of stature; just here at the edge where anything is possible: creativity, destruction, enlightenment, apostasy; whatever I choose begins up here at the edge of heaven and hell where God waits, and angels watch; where birds soar …
Writing is an Act of Courage
I strongly believe that writing is an act of courage. It's almost a matter of physical courage. The second you have a brilliant idea, you make a point to remember it. Those of us who write know that never works. Ideas are fleeting. So we rush around looking for a pen and pad. Maybe we're …
I Wrote a Poem Once While Sleeping
I wrote a poem once while sleeping, Each line flowing into the next, flawlessly fitting, As easy as knitting (remembering Grandma). It was as if I could not stop, I could not fail. Although the words were like building blocks, As if I were erecting the world’s greatest skyscraper, It was not about architecture. It …
Directions to My Muse
Undo the four screws on the plastic back of the transistor radio. Lift off the square with care. Let the tiny people blossom in the cup of your palm. Hold the music, its weight— write what you see, It isn’t about writing— it’s about opening, knowing. ©2018 Sarah Dickenson Snyder About the Poet. Sarah Dickenson …
Life’s Poetry
April is National Poetry Month. Typically, I celebrate by sharing poetry with my blog followers. If ambitious enough, I will be posting a new poem each day for the remainder of April. Below you will find a poem by Tosha Michelle. I discovered the wonderful, brilliant, persuasive poetry of Tosha when she first commented on …
Life’s Poetry
I sit. Heart in hand. I create. Some of you may turn away from the blood. The red spilling over. It’s OK if you do. Sometimes it scares me too, but still I hold it. Palms out. I’m giving you what frightens me. This is me saying, yes, I’m still here. I give you my …