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We Celebrate the Feast of the Annunciation

This diptych of The Annunciation hangs in the Louvre in Paris. Unfortunately, I don't know the artist.

This diptych of The Annunciation hangs in the Louvre in Paris. Unfortunately, I don’t know the artist.

Annunciation  by Marie Howe

Even if I don’t see it again—nor ever feel it
I know it is—and that if once it hailed me
it ever does—

And so it is myself I want to turn in that direction
not as towards a place, but it was a tilting
within myself,

as one turns a mirror to flash the light to where
it isn’t—I was blinded like that—and swam
in what shone at me

only able to endure it by being no one and so
specifically myself I thought I’d die
from being loved like that.

I heard this poem read by the poet on On Being with Krista Tippett, and was very moved. If you would like to hear it, here is the link.

 

Posted by opreach on March 25, 2014
2 Comments Post a comment
  1. 03/25/2014

    It is a very beautiful poem indeed! Thank you for sharing.

    Reply
    • 03/25/2014

      You’re welcome! Glad you like it. 🙂

      Reply

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