Welcome to Poetry in Church

I grew up in a Victorian house that was given to a woman named Sadie Jones around 1890 for her marriage to one of the Spencer Fishers. As a young child, I came across an old clipping in a newspaper about the house. The clipping described the balcony on the front of the house, and how it was a perfect homey element for the budding poetic. Perhaps this explains me. Or perhaps it is all deeper than this. But, I do know that I have always loved words-- separate, singular, meaning-filled words. I found in them a means to express the precision of my heart and the fuzziness of my mind. And, I knew that they could not be separated from my identity as a Christian. Poems, in fact, do have a place in church. This is my project-in-progress to share, prove, create, and do just this...