Hello, Inkwell readers! Our final issue of the semester, “Lucid” is fast approaching, and we’re delighted to offer you a little sneak peak through Joy Hast’s poem, “Genesis.”
When we hear the word “lucid,” we can easily imagine it as a kind of clarity of mind, and that’s a reasonable interpretation. But what if being lucid meant more? In her poem, Joy pulls the reader into a series of snapshots that zero in on the moment the earth gained form and being, the moment creation was suffused with light born from the ultimate Source.
Step into this stunning picture “Genesis” creates, then join us again for our full issue release on Good Friday, April 18th!
Genesis
Psalm 139: 15 My frame was not hidden from You, when I was made in secret, and skillfully wrought in the lowest parts of the earth He said “let there be light” And light hits a prism and splinters Sets aglow planets of amethyst and opal Pierces startled stars, blinking
Joy Christine Hast