I’m Just an Impenetrable Fortress of Unknowability

“I’ve received many emails from opinionated folks saying, ‘I have extensively researched this issue,’ by which they mean, ‘I’ve read a lot of blogs.’ Let’s be clear: neither frequent viewership of Fox News nor owning a copy of An Inconvenient Truth makes one ‘an expert.’ ” – Green Like God by Jonathan Merritt, p. 166

“A human being is like a novel: until the last page you don’t know how it will end. Or it wouldn’t be worth reading…” – We by Yevgeny Zamyatin, p. 162

“We realize that we are saved not just to be forgiven of our sins or to be assured of our eternity in heaven, but we are saved to know God.” – Radical by David Platt, p. 39

[girls are] “an impenetrable fortress of unknowability, really.” – An Abundance of Katherines by John Green, p. 76

“Of all the great world religions, Christianity should value the body most. After all, it taught that God had in some sense taken a human body and used it to redeem the world; everything about the physical should have been sacred and sacramental.” – The Spiral Staircase by Karen Armstrong, p. 219

“I’m at a point now where if preachers can’t come up with something other than inspirational speeches, then maybe they should just read from the word for their sermon.” – a college student quoted in Radical by David Platt, p. 40

“Americans are a charitable people, but what we give away is not quite as astounding when seen in proportion to what we keep.” – Green Like God by Jonathan Merritt, p. 130-131

“Poems are short because nobody can keep up that level of stupidness for more than one page.” – Prom by Laurie Halse Anderson

“As for the future, the only way that the world can say no to genocide is to make sure the people of Darfur are returned to their homes and given protection. If the world allows the people of Darfur to be removed forever from their land and their way of life, then genocide will happen elsewhere because it will be seen as something that works.” – The Translator by Daoud Hari, p. X

“For example, you’re probably not expecting me to ask you out for dinner tonight.” – Taub
(immediately)”No thanks.” – House
“You won’t even consider it?”
“I did, just very quickly.” – House episode “The Choice”

“Do you ever wonder whether people would like you more or less if they could see inside you?” – An Abundance of Katherines by John Green, p. 149

Culture Lost

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I feel like a fairly literary, cultured person.  Sure I may watch a bit too much reality television and listen to too much Black Eyed Peas, but I get a regular intake of literature as old as our country and music from the Renaissance.  But there is one part of “culture” and literature that I just. don’t. get.  (And no, I’m not talking about opera, though I suppose I could be.)

Ready?

I don’t like poetry.

Maybe it’s more that I don’t get poetry.  I like symbolism and imagery and the like, so I guess I like poetic language, but not actual poetry.  Sometimes I want to ask, “Just exactly what are you trying to say, and can you please just say it?”  Perhaps it’s the rationalist in me that doesn’t like the fluff.

Can you help me out?  If you enjoy poetry, what’s your favorite poem/poet?  What do you like about it?

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Dear Poetry Lovers

Dear Poetry Lovers,

Okay, this is awful. I have to post something this morning before I leave since I don’t know when I’ll be back. But the problem is, I don’t know what to post. I just want to write it and move on. I hate give you meaningless fluff, so I’ve reached back in my archives (also called “journals”) and will give you a poem I wrote when I moved to North Carolina almost three years ago. It’s awful (I’m no poet!), but there you go. I think the sentiment behind it is clear even if the form is less than ideal. Oh, I have no idea why there is no punctuation until the end. I guess it was my idea of free form?

As I sit here
All alone
Away from home
I think of all the blessings I do have
And all the ways I’ve seen God’s hand

There’s something in the solitude
There’s something in the loss
That brings to mind my Savior

Ever since I’ve been here
I’ve been praising God
For not only has He answered prayers
He’s provided over and above

The apartment is more than wonderful
With helpful roommates and neighbors
My first “home” away from home

My car it zips and sags
It’s awful fun to drive
The best part is that it’s given
So that I don’t have to pay

My job is more than I prayed for
And given quicker too
Not only does it pay the bills
But it provides a study place too

Given all these blessings
And countless more, be sure
How can I ever thank enough
My Savior and My Lord!

Poetically,

Ronnica